PAUSE

watch me. watch my heart break. watch me jump.

new things get old, just like the old things do.

i like your sleeves. they’re real big.

here’s an accounting question for you. what does one fiance plus one lover equal? answer: one whore. 

do we get our resumes back or do you keep them?

turning over rocks and finding nothing is progress.

my darling anne, there’s a longer letter in the dresser drawer i’ve been writing for the last week or so. that one covers us and my memories of us and how much i’ve always loved you. this one just covers tonight, and more importantly, today. 

as long as you can’t see what’s in this hand, you’ll always want it more.

6 months from now or last night? 

just a girl with no friends and an empty heart?

it always looks like rain if you only look at the clouds. 

there was no such thing as forgiveness. people just have short memories.