I just want to write. It's like once I get those obsessive thoughts out of my head, once they're written down, they're somehow set free and I can move on.
You can’t violate someone’s trust and expect there to be no consequences.
Oh and P.S.? I am in dire need of more coffee. Industrial strength.
If you have to explain about how something's supposed to feel, it takes away all the magic.
Sometimes in the midst of all your boy drama, you just need a cupcake.
There's this total manwhore phenomenon happening, where even the geeks are player now. It's like Manhattan is this giant playground and guys want to keep playing forever.