You forget, time doesn't exist anymore. You gave it to me.

I want to undo this. To make it right. But I have no idea how. I don't seem to know how to open up to people without getting the door slammed in my face. So I do nothing.

Neither sleet nor rain nor a half inch of snow will compel me to dress like a lumberjack.

She's still beautiful. Not in an obvious Vanessa LeGrande or Byrn Shraeder kind of way. In a quiet way that's always been devastating to me.

Pictures can be pretty deceptive.

It's just one day, one twenty-four-hour period to get yourself through. - Adam

It was just one day and it's been just one year. But maybe one day is enough. Maybe one hour is enough. Maybe time has nothing at all to do with it". Willem