Humans are made from nuclear ash of dead stars
I shrug him off. 'Can't you just go away?" There's a moment. It has a sound in it, as if something very small got broken.
I love you. It hurts more than anything ever has, but I do. So don't you dare tell me I don't. Don't you ever say it again!
I said I wouldn't leave her.
It's utterly beautiful not to know my own edges.
I want the people I love to get up and speak about me, and even if you cry it'll be OK. I want you to say honest things.