Books. I'd Probably Spend All

It's A Total Lie To Say There's Only One Person You're Going To Be With For The Rest Of Your Life. If You're Lucky - And If You Try Really Hard - There Will Always Be More Than One.

Can We Try To Be Wise With Each Other For A Very Long Time?

Tal Told Me He Loved Me, And Told Me And Told Me, But You Don't Tell Someone That And Then Tell Them They're Not Experienced Enough In Bed And Should Read A Book Or Something To Learn, Or They Should Try Wearing Deep-red Lipstick And Tight Skirts To Look Hot Like Their Best Friend Once In A While. If Tal Hadn't Lied To Me When He Said He Loved Me, I Might Not Be Without A Future Right Now, A Sucker Who Was So Chickenshit She Allowed Herself To Believe A False Dream From A False God. I'm Not Sure I Ever Even Liked Tal, Much Less Loved Him.

It Still Might Be A Shock. To Realize You Are Just One Story Walking Among Millions.

We're Better Off. But I Don't Know If The World's Better Off. I Don't Know If The Two Are The Same Thing.