But that feeling, when life is slipping from your grasp. Maybe because it was never that thunderous, at all. What will do when that happens? You know what you should do? I do. You take the fucking wheel. It’s your ride now, And it always was. The only difference is that you have the keys. […]
The Friday lesson of how to decipher who your real friends are: when it’s your birthday they call or text or see you, rather than post some miscellaneous garbage diatribe on your Facebook wall. This has caused me angst in the past so I decided to publicly air my grievances. Thank for you listening. […]
I want to drown in your fucking eyes. I want to gasp for air and have you pull me out seconds before death, for that’s what love feels like.
We just let it all out. And we said it almost simultaneously, like it was scripted in a movie or something. I’ve felt this way for months. Now I know, and I feel as if life is too short to not tell someone those words. Sometimes it scares people off, and sometimes the feeling is […]