“I drank some coffee and my outlook improved immensely. I was ready to write some poems and, I don’t know, get drunk, run around, take my shirt off and get kicked out of someplace. You know, live a little.”
Two weeks ago my house was broken into and my laptop got stolen, along with my roommate’s laptop and a bone-dry tube of toothpaste.
This is black lipstick for people who don’t want to wear black lipstick.
The first time I understood this was a thing that happened was on a day trip to Romania, when I was nine.
The window glass is cold against my forehead, uncomfortable and refreshing, the freezing outside air filtering through the skin to the subcutaneous layer to the bone to the frontal lobe, the chill twisting all the way through to the core.…
A deliberate notch in the timeline that makes you immune to forgetting
You have to start thinking she’s average.
I don’t love you anymore because I’m not important to you and you give me nothing. Maybe saying that makes me a selfish person but I no longer care.
None of the words are as good as yours.
Your 30-something is probably going through way more than they will ever tell you about, for a number of reasons.