What would you do if you had to choose?

I like French fries," I say. I like French fries? I sound like a slow child in a made-for-TV movie.

You talked to me, but you didn’t. I could see you having these two-sided conversations. The things you wanted to say to me. And the words that actually came out.

All night long if you want. We'll tell our secrets to the dark.

I'll be your mess, you be mine That was the deal that we had signed

I've become to realize there's a world of difference between knowing something happened, even knowing why it happened, and believing it.

A day might just be twenty-four hours but sometimes getting through one seems as impossible as scaling Everest.