Things don’t have to be so fucking hard all the time.
The hem of your Forever 21 polyester floral dress is sticking to the inner portion of your cinnamon bun feeling thighs. It’s summer time, in New York City.
Don’t spend a bunch of time taking pictures. New York isn’t going anywhere, plus you’re not going to reinvent the selfie in the next few days, so take one or two, and move on.
6th Circle (Heresy): Times Square
It didn’t make him think I was cool; it just made me cough a lot in front of him.
It was the first cold day we were together, and we had never snuggled before. With trepidation, I linked my right leg over yours, and rested my head on the center of your chest.
“Are you guys stoned?” the police officer asked us.
We have to believe that if we take the risk to be confident, we’ll end up on the other side unharmed. Remember where you’re headed next. Know that you’re on a journey. And as you approach your obstacle, look up. Look up and jump.
The departures board in the train terminal is an imposing thing. It’s your only source of information in the whole place. Ticket holders stand there staring, waiting for the shuffling clicks of its mechanism.
Will the spinning ever stop? Did our hands ever touch?