Everything that comes together falls apart.

Remember that time in the minivan, twenty minutes ago, when we didn't die?

And as we kept driving north, the whole family in the care together, it got darker, and snowier, until finally the road delivered us to the one place that all my youthful trips west never could: home.

He knew he couldn't tell stories, that he always included extraneous details & tangents that interested only him.

Boys are much more likely to objectify girls bodies, while boys are seen by girls as whole people.

I love you present tense.

All sorts of yayness floods my brain. Love is such a drug.