When I was a little kid, I realized that if you say any word over and over fast enough, it loses all meaning. I'd lie awake saying the words over and over to myself--'sugar,' 'mirror,' 'whisper,' 'dark. ' 'Sister,'" he said softly. "You're my sister. " "It doesn't matter how many times you say it. It'll still be true. " "And it doesn't matter what you won't let me say, that'll still be true too.
So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.