Ari Eastman

It keeps me up at night
when I think of how my dad
never got to meet you.

It gets hard. You pretend it doesn’t because you’re not supposed to still be affected by strangers who think you suck.

I was in love with you long before I was allowed to admit it.

Drank Fireball.

The diet is no joke. After she told me the foods I couldn’t eat, I gulped a little and asked, “So, um, what’s left?”

Maybe there’s a reason she’s more comfortable being alone. A reason she’s purposefully choosing solitude. A reason she’d rather hold her pillow than a person. A reason going home to what she’s expecting feels safer.

She deep cleans her entire car and/or apartment before you come over.

The best relationships are the ones that come as a surprise, when your feelings totally sneak attack you.

To quote OutKast, “Lean a little bit closer, see that roses really smell like poo-poo-oo.”

Snap some selfies and stick them on Instagram. Maybe if others think you’re doing okay, you’ll trick yourself into thinking it too.

If you haven’t heard, Lorde has released her second track from upcoming album, Melodrama, and damn, it’s a stunner.

There’s a magic about you; did you know that? You’ve seen the worst in people, in situations, but keep finding silver linings. You’re an optimist, even when the world tries to force you into pessimism.

When my dad was reaching the end of his life, my mother’s Christian friend made a case for him accepting Jesus. Wouldn’t want him burning for all eternity, right?

Wild, red hot attraction.

In this ridiculous, dramatic, messy world, you, my love, are the only thing that always makes sense.

sometimes I book Airbnbs near you because I’m impulsive and make decisions at 2 am that aren’t well-thought-out.

You’re the only person I don’t find annoying. Is that bad?

Never having good sex again.