a brand new start
hindsight: i’ve said and done some regrettable things, wrangled silently in perilous tug-of-wars and in exchange for painstaking efforts to impress myself, i gave up my ability to feel. days and days ago i saw my near future spelt out in letters and numbers before me and my heart pumped faster and faster until my neck veins engorged with thankfulness and then lightened to a feathery state of...
Think how you love me,” she whispered. “I don’t ask you to love me always like...– Tender Is the Night, F. Scott Fitzgerald
She began to whisper something in my ear. It’s the strangest thing about...– How to Talk to Girls at Parties, Neil Gaiman