É uma grande mentira dizer que só existe uma pessoa com quem se vai ficar pelo resto da vida. Se tiver sorte? E se se esforçar bastante? Sempre haverá mais de uma.
Why do adults think every girl who isn’t some overachieving nitwit needs to be reassured about her intelligence? Folks, my self-esteem is just fine, thanks. I may not be school smart, and I may do ext...
Well, well, well, Santa said once the elf had retreated. Come and sit on my lap, little boy.This Santa’s beard was real, and so was his hair. He wasn’t fucking around.I’m not really a little boy, I po...
This is the funny thing about New York - there are so many things to do at all times of the day, but there are still moments when you have no idea which of them to do, and feel extra silly because you...
There. I've said everything I wanted to say without actually having to use the words please stay
There are just lots of possibilities in the world, I’ve decided. Dash. Boris. I need to keep my mind open for what could happen and not decide that the world is hopeless if what I want to happen doesn...
The reward is in the risk. I wanted so badly to believe, but the fear felt as great and overwhelming as the desire.I abruptly stood up from my chair so I could return to my room and feel terribly sorr...
The desert adapts. The people adapt. Live. Die. Struggle. Suffer. Create. The people in the real world beyond Demesne's ring are not all manufactured perfection. They deal.
The Beatles, they had it all figured out, okay? 'I Want to Hold Your Hand.' The first single. It's effing brilliant, right?... That's what everybody wants... They don't want a twenty-four-hour hump se...
So even though it doesn’t seem like anything’s changed— —things change all the time, mostly in little ways. That’s how it goes, I guess.
Perhaps it’s only the vehicle that won’t start, but it feels like it’s my life that won’t start. Yes, this Yugo with the passenger-side seat metal coming through the torn seat fabric, scratching again...
Memo to Merle Haggard: Miracles really do happen. I
It is not easy. Things that matter are not easy. Feelings of happiness are easy. Happiness is not. Flirting is easy. Love is not. Saying you’re friends is easy. Being friends is not.
It broke the spell. It's not that I stopped being happy. I was still inexplicably, utterly happy. But suddenly the happiness had implications.
Can we try to be wise with each other for a very long time?
Without Laura here, food is the only thing I love that loves me back.
Well sure, who doesn't need a boyfriend? but realistically, those exotic creatures are hard to come by. At least a quality one.
We met in the park to wrest the afternoon into the shape of a stroll.
Someone should pay for their sins. I'll show you Awful, humans. I can't even see what I'm doing. All I know is rage, and panic, and darkness.
Nick and I could become goodwill ambassadors for the city now that the porno shops on 42nd Street are gone. Must make mental note to contact mayor.