You’re the only person I’ve ever met who seems to have the faintest conception of what I mean when I say a thing.
I like beginnings because they’re so full of promise. The first page of a book, the first day of a job, the first time you buy yourself flowers, the first date with a new man, the first touch, the first kiss, the first kick of a good liquor, the first moment you hold your own baby. I like beginnings because I know there’s always more to come.
I care so much I’m sick.
I’m indecisive because I see eight sides to everything.
take your time.
you are coming