I loved her for so long. Our past trails behind us like a comet's tail, the future stretched out before us like the universe. Things happen. People get lost and love breaks.

That's the thing about life; everything feels so permanent, but you can disappear in an instant.

There are some people out there who don't wait for what come next. They decide what should come next and they go and make it happen.

We are injured and angry, scared and sad. Some families, like some couples, become toxic to each other after prolonged exposure.

...you realize that you don't understand yourself any better than you understand anyone else.

I may not be old but I’m too old to have this much nothing

I wake up like this, this sense that I've somehow been transported to an alternate universe where my life took a left instead of a right beacuse of some seeemingly insignificant yet cosmically crucial choice I've made, about a girl or a kiss or a date or a job or which Starbucks I went into...something.