The library. Sobriety. The steady click-clack of keys beneath my fingers. The summer. Strong coffee and a little milk. The A$AP Rocky al...

You’re in love with two people who aren’t really there. One left and so you made him your ghost. You still talk to him after all ...

I am really happy.

You have permission to take an eraser to the past two years. You sucked the blood from that stone. You don’t have to be haunted anymo...

Losing him taught me people die two deaths. Once, when they're heart stops beating and again when you stop speaking their name.

I keep dreaming of babies and apparently that means new beginnings. 

I still have the kind of anxiety about him as I do panic about my curling iron. I will be at a meeting and then I’ll have ...