"You know what I don't understand? I don't understand why people, why every fucking person, is so bad to each other so fucking often. It doesn't make sense to me - judgment, control, all that... the whole spectrum."

those two things being: 1. the supernatural, and 2. uncontrollable, overpowering, life-altering, irrevocable love

In a way, I live for these things. But that doesn't mean I fully believe in the reality of them either. Maybe it's only the impossible presence of the first that can allow for the existence of the second. I still dream anyway.

reality?

I can't get over how much I love this book. It's two of the things in this world that I am most intrigued and infatuated by in one. It is my own personal fantasy.

Too much emphasis on the gender of the person and not enough on the value of the friendship that he or she offers. I thought that shit ended in middle school or at least high school.

Tough times never last, but tough people do.

Cognitive-Behavioral Therapy (CBT)
One final down (which I def did well on) and two to go. 8 am and 10 pm on Friday.
Then summer :D

favorite

i roll the window down
and then begin to breathe in
the darkest country road
and the strong scent of evergreen
from the passenger seat as you are driving me home.
then looking upwards
i strain my eyes and try
to tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites
from the passenger seat as you are driving me home.
"do they collide?"
i ask and you smile.
with my feet on the dash
the world doesn't matter.

when you feel embarrassed then i'll be your pride
when you need directions then i'll be the guide
for all time.
for all time.