I love you exactly as you are.

You are moody. It’s always ‘Shut up, Kenji.’ ‘Go to sleep, Kenji.’ ‘No one wants to see you naked, Kenji.’ When I know for a fact that there are thousands of people who would love to see me naked—

They say there were birds who used to soar through the skies like planes.It seems strange that a small animal could achieve anything as complex as human engineering, but the possibility is too enticing to ignore.

Raindrops are my only reminder that clouds have a heartbeat. That I have one, too.

And some days I wonder why I insist on keeping myself alive.

I love walking into a bookstore. It's like all my friends are sitting on shelves, waving their pages at me.

Friendship is not a thing I have ever experienced. Not as a child, and not as I am now.