- friend: what are you gonna be for halloween?
- me: drunk
230. The Reasons-The Weakerthans
I know you might roll your eyes at this, but I’m so glad that you exist.
I only wish you were staring at me when I roll over because I can’t sleep at night or when I’m smiling because there’s snow falling outside or when the breaks lock and we’re clearly gonna die. I’m gonna grab your arm and scream, “I love you!”
There were others, after Craig. I’m not a nun.
Sometimes it felt very real.
Sometimes it felt very silly. Like a mistake.
Sometimes it felt important and adult.
Some of it exploratory.
Sometimes it just felt like something to do instead of fall asleep alone,
And sometimes it was entirely forgettable.
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