I only want to do this once.
Most people really do accept the kind of love they think they deserve. For some people, that’s a good thing. For others, it isn’t.
Semantics allow for that: suicidal is a state, not a verb.
She will deflect and bite back with sarcasm. She self-deprecates, calls herself messed up like it’s as casual as her first name.
I think the ugly truth is all the people we will fall in love with, we shouldn’t necessarily commit to.
Go on an angry, panic-attack level rampage when your cable and Internet are out, you’ve been on hold with the company for 25 minutes, and the line goes dead.
Relationships have come and gone, and here I am, emotionally destroyed.
Never moving is the ultimate power move.
Honestly? Most fights end in a reconciliation that includes ordering takeout.
Before I was dating nice guys whom I trusted fully, and it’s only now that I’m realizing how lucky I’d been.