As the years go by, I've added a few pounds on, and I like it. I like it that I look a little softer
. . . into hate, into refusal, against hope and without fear
It's funny, isn't it? When you are young you just want to be old, and then later you wish you could go back to being a kid.
Someday she will be saved, and the past and all its pain will be rendered as smoothly palatable as the food we spoon to our babies.
And when it started to get dark you pointed to the sky, and told me there was a star for every thing you loved about me.
i think of all the thousands of billions of steps and missteps and chances and coincidences that have brought me here. Brought you here, and it feels like the biggest miracle in the world.
It's like a razor blade edging its way through my organs, shredding me, all I can think is: It will kill me, it will kill me, it will kill me. And I don't care.
Love might have expanded her. But we are not all of us going to get loved. We are not all of us going to get expanded.
And so we go. ' It's my way of saying that I'm prepared for the next adventure. The next chapter. The next challenge. Whatever comes my way, I'm ready for it. Because that truly is the way it was meant to be.
This is what analysts have calculated. It's a number that's out there and we're not arguing with it.
Kids are truthful by nature.