Standing in the line at the food court, I try to be myself. But I forget how I usually stand when I'm myself.

I want revenge, but I don't want to screw up my karma.

We know each other in a way that no one else can. We share a history that makes us permanently connected.

I want to be the kind of person who can do that. Move on and forgive people and be healthy and happy. It seems like an easy thing to do in my head. But it's not so easy when you try it in real life.

Maybe the package comes in a different shape than we originally thought it would.

But the absolute worst was when people asked if I was okay. Because then I had to admit that it was real, it happened, and we weren't together anymore.

but then you realize that this ‘whole package’ everyone’s looking for is unattainable. No one can be everything you want them to be.