We believe in the wrong things. That's what frustrates me the most. Not the lack of belief, but the belief in the wrong things. You want meaning? Well, the meanings are out there. We're just so damn good at reading them wrong.

So he's worth a second shot? The more apt question, my dear, is: are you?

There are just lots of possibilities in the world...I need to keep my mind open for what could happen and not decide that the world is hopeless if what I want to happen doesn't happen. Because something else great might happen in between.

The complexity embedded in the different levels of meaning that go along with the words "I love you" ought to be a whole mindfuck of a video game

It still might be a shock. To realize you are just one story walking among millions.

All this hoping for nothing-or someone-that's maybe hopeless

I'm told there's no going back. So I'm choosing forward.