I think it's so hot to get off at work and nobody having a fucking clue how wet you are.

I feel like the only way to get over you is to have sex with someone else. But that's so intimate I'm not ready for that.

I have this fantasy that I'll read about someone trying to find me on Craigslist through the missed connections, that would be so romantic.

When I was sick and thought I couldn't go on she came into my life and told me to keep going. I can still feel her sleeping next to me sometimes.

I smoke pot everyday. It's the only thing that keeps me from cutting myself again.. I'm not emo, just sad.