My days had a pleasant identicalness about them. I had always liked that: I liked routine. I liked being bored. I didn’t want to but I did.
Me: If you want me to be a teenager, don't send me to Support Group. Buy me a fake ID so I can go to clubs, drink vodka, and take pot.Mom: You don't take pot, for starters.Me: See, that's the kind of...
Maybe we invented metaphor as a response to pain. Maybe we needed to give shape to the opaque, deep-down pain that evades both sense and senses.
Life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future.
Keys show up when you reconcile yourself to the bus...
Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way they actually are… People are different when you can smell them and see them up close…
In the end, I had to call myself a faggot, which really annoyed me, because 1. I don't think that word should ever be used by anyone, let alone me, and 2. As it happens, I am not gay, and furthermore,...
If he is anything other than a total gentleman, I’m going to gouge his eyes out.So you’re into it.Withholding judgment! When can I see you?Certainly not until you finish An Imperial Affliction. I enjo...
I'm what I need to be at any moment to stay above the ground but below the radar. The only sentence that begins with 'I' that's true of me is 'I'm full of shit.
I'm sorry. I know you loved her. It was hard not to.
I'm really not looking to date anyone. I know people often say that when secretly looking for a romantic partner, but I mean it. I definitely felt attracted to some people, and I liked the idea of bei...
I'm not saying it was your fault. I'm saying it wasn't nice.
I was so frustrated with him. I just want to be enough for you, but I never can be. This can never be enough for you. But this is all you get. You get me, and your family, and this world. This is your...
I wanted to tell her that I was getting better, because that was supposed to be the narrative of illness: It was a hurdle you jumped over, or a battle you won. Illness is a story told in the past tens...
I told myself – as I’ve told myself before – that the body shuts down when the pain gets too bad, that consciousness is temporary, that this will pass. But just like always, I didn’t slip away. I was...
I thought of my dad telling me that the universe wants to be noticed but what we want is to be noticed by the universe, to have the universe give a shit what happens to us- not the collective idea of...
I thought at first she was just dead. Just darkness. Just a body being eaten by bugs. I thought about her alot like that, like someone's meal. What was her - green eyes, half a smirk, the soft curves...
I think the future deserves our faith.
I think if you keep the box closed long enough you do kill the cat, actually.
I mean, it’s stupid to miss someone you didn’t even get along with. But I don’t know, it was nice, you know, having someone you could always fight with.