Love

  • The day I died

    The audacity.  I had peacefully made my exit, and all these cretins had “things to say” about my choice. I hated those asinine articles when I was alive… “So and so did _________, sparking debate.”  So self-important were these lazy internet debaters. Because I gave a fuck what they argued…

  • Desperate for freedom

    I’ve failed you. I’m still lost. I don’t really know who I am without you. I keep thinking—I keep deluding myself—that somehow I’ve processed everything. But really, I’ve only been taking advantage of my lack of object permanence. If you don’t see someone, or something often, you get used to…

  • Hey, Boo

    Handsomest and sweetest in all the land. How do I even start? When we met, I didn’t think about all that this could become. I was just thinking I’m meeting someone and this could be fun. And I was right, we definitely have a lot of that. I guess I’m…

  • Unbearable and infinite

    People always think it’s something to be pursued…to be found. And that eventually you’ll be happy. So much of life is spent on following stupid societal “norms” at the expense of being still, and knowing you already have what you’ve been seeking. But we’ve always known each other haven’t we? We always…

  • Remember when you were here?

    You and I would talk about everything. You made the world interesting and magical and full of infinite possibility. Sunshine only ever existed because of you. We would say that we are all ourselves, everyone, and no one, all at the same time. Sharing experience and existing as human simply…


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