it’s like the cheese, but wow style!!

cancel all your plans and come and hold me. tell me you love me, and let me make you happy like i used to.

let me have no need for this denial that i feel slowly subsiding into anger. let me make it better. let it stop hurting, please…

sophie:

this is not the movies. you will sit in the lobby until your brother comes to get you. you will wear sunglasses to work to hide your swollen eyes.

smarten up, it’s been two whole months. you should understand this by now…

there is no happy ending, only grief in many stages.

you too, take it easy.

i’ll see you when i don’t love you anymore.

it’s 5:11 in the morning, and i am still up.

i’m going to catch a bus to work.

😛

it’s 6:47am and i’m still awake. i’m going outside for a cigarette.

in my underwear.

because it’s so true.

you hugged me goodbye. i breathed you in.

it was excruciating.

i felt so small.

last night i found out what i was worth: three days of mourning.

i have made MANY mistakes in my life, and as i look back i realize that the vast majority of them resulted from my trying to hold on to people or things that i loved. well i guess i should smarten up, and learn my lesson already.

i am the only person who will never leave me, i am the only thing that can’t be taken away from me. honestly, that’s fine. i am building a redwood forest, and i am all i really need.

i am single now.

the world is so full of beautiful things.

sometimes i feel like i am one of them.

me. here. now!

happiness is:

clean skin, clean hair, clean clothes.

white sunlight, filtered through thin layers of cloud, brightening the pages of your book.

a soft, cushioned seat, and huge panes of glass separating you and your warm, cheap, delicious food from the evergreen trees and freshly fallen snow.

coming unstuck, and putting pencil to paper.

warm feet.