It feels like the Kennedy Curse.

I can be strong when I want to be; you think I’m weak ‘cause you can tear me apart with the words that you speak. You think you’re in control but you don’t understand how much you’re wrong. You choose to lash out at me, I’ve done nothing wrong. All you crave is attention and just to belong, you need to belong. And I want to be free, when my heart is made from gold and forgiveness seems too bold, I still find it in my heart to say, "I love you."

Would you be free tonight by chance?

Okay.  I can pay you.  I dont have a ton of money but we can work something out I think.  When are you available?

Well, I can't do Thursdays 'cause of soccer practice and Mondays, Fridays and Sundays are strict gym nights so either Tuesday, Wednesday or Saturday works for me?

I did college math when I was in my junior year, so yeah. I'm pretty good.

I’m gonna fail Algebra 2 if I don’t get some help.

1Q84, Haruki Murakami (via l0vely-sad)

Don't s'pose you offer one on one training, d'you?

ELI: Pizza or Chinese?

RYAN: Chinese sounds good. Just order like whatever 'cause you know me, I'll eat anything.

ELI: Wanna order in something for dinner? 

RYAN: I'd like that though, yeah. Not in the mood to cook, really. I'm not fussed for what we get though.

[ MESSAGE ... DELIVERED ]

RYAN: I'm doing okay though, I s'pose.  Trying to decide whether or not to open up the envelopes I got from England about my mum.

Heyo, kiddos.