Measure The Hope Of That Moment, That

My Lines All Curve. I Tend To Connect The Wrong Dots.

I Don’t Want You To Think I Got Through This Undamaged, Okay? But I’m Learning To Live With It. Because Otherwise, The Damage Is All You Are.

This Is Not Something Insignificant. This Is Real. This Is Happening, And This Is Ours.

"i Want You To Spend The Night," You Said. And It Was Definitely Your Phrasing That Ensured It. If You Had Said, "let's Have Sex," Or "let's Go To My Place," Or Even "i Really Want You," I'm Not Sure We Would Have Gone Quite As Far As We Did. But I Loved The Notion That The Night Was Mine To Spend, And I Immediately Decided To Spend It With You.

I Am Constantly Torn Between Killing Myself And Killing Everyone Around Me.