From time to time, you still think that you could be together at some point. No matter the impossibilities of that situation. Not because you think you’ll love them forever, but because you feel like you could fall in love with them whenever.
Last night I smoked a blunt with a 65-year-old woman.
Just go to him. Clearly he wants me to lie down next to him. To touch him. To kiss him. To prove to him that you’re worth his time. Yet here you sit. Across the room.
So many of us run away from this feeling, like it’s something our lives would be better without. But I don’t think we’d be human unless we worried.
He told me he found someone else yesterday. He found someone that he truly enjoyed hanging out with and I wanted to die.
If you are lucky enough to come across a creature, you will be afraid.
Your emotions are not everything, but they do mean something. Always.
What’s similar about fear-based responses is that they’re located in the body.
An exhaustive list of (productive) things to think about other than the issue at hand.
That OH MY GOD feeling when you see something you have to screencap and share like their fave celebrity’s new pic on Insta or some ridiculous message you just got from some random on Tinder