Amazing Grace, I married you because I love you. I bore your son because I love you. I make your dinner, wash your socks, and even pop your zits, because I love you. But I don’t stay because I love you. Honestly, sometimes I wish I were still married to him. Sure, I was depressed,
Read more →What Have I learned since you left? I’ve learned that life is far more complex than I ever thought it possibly could be. I’ve learned that I don’t know it all, and that I cannot do everything by myself. I’ve learned that what I thought I wanted was the worst possible thing for me, and
Read more →it’s ok. awkward but ok. i miss you. so very very much. i wish i could tell you how much i just want to run away. run back to that hill and that quiet and that cigarette, but i can’t. not right now. patience is something i’m terrible at. don’t go away.
Read more →What happens when everything you know about someone, everything they have ever told you is a lie. Well that’s how i live my life. I lie to everyone about everything. I don’t have a lot of friends so i make them up, i make up what i’m doing and my boyfriends. I’ve made up fake
Read more →Maybe they’re broken. Maybe beyond repair. And you still want to fix them. But here’s the thing: You need to lend a hand and help them pick up the pieces, but you also need to let them take hold of the superglue – you can’t fix them for them.
Read more →Stop being so perfect. Just stop it. I’ve liked you since Freshman year. Crazy, right? You’d think I’d be so over it now, two years later. But I’m not. Nice, funny, athletic, and pretty good-looking to top it off. Even when you knew I liked you, you didn’t act any different or make it awkward.
Read more →Remember when we signed up for this apartment? How excited we were; How we felt like the world could be changed because of it? I do. I remember every word you said, every promise we made. Not only do I remember, I’m willing to keep them. I’m willing to take a chance and go exploring;
Read more →Alec, First of all, fuck you for coming here even though you had doubts about us. Fuck you for making me feel so small and insignificant the day before breaking up with me, saying our sex life is boring but that it’s not my fault and I can’t fix it. Fuck you for saying that
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