How Come Princesses Always Have

The Beatles, They Had It All Figured Out, Okay? "i Want To Hold Your Hand." The First Single. It's Effing Brilliant, Right?... That's What Everybody Wants, Nicky. They Don't Want A Twenty-four-hour Hump Sesh, They Don't Want To Be Married To You For A Hundred Years. They Just Want To Hold Your Hand.

You Know The Reason The Beatles Made It So Big?...'i Wanna Hold Your Hand.' First Single....brilliant. Perhaps The Most...brilliant Song Ever Written. Because They Nailed It. That's What Everyone Wants. Not 24/7 Hot Wet Sex. Not A Marriage That Lasts A Hundred Years. Not A Porsche...or A Million-dollar Crib. No. They Wanna Hold Your Hand. They Have Such A Feeling That They Can't Hide. Every Single Successful Song Of The Past Fifty Years Can Be Traced Back To 'i Wanna Hold Your Hand.' And Every Single Successful Love Story Has Those Unbearable And Unbearably Exciting Moments Of Hand-holding.

That's Because You're Interpreting It The Wrong Way. I Didn't Mean It As A Wistful, Overdramatic Declaration. I Mean That The Love I Felt For Him Was Huge And Real, And, While Painful, It Forever Changed Me As A Person, In The Same Way That Being Your Brother Reflects And Changes How I Evolve, And Vice Versa. The Important People In Our Lives Leave Imprints. They May Stay Or Go In The Physical Realm, But They Are Always There In Your Heart, Because They Helped Form Your Heart. There's No Getting Over That.

I Figured Being A Bed Salesman Was A Job Of Biblically Bad Paradox. I Mean, Here He Was, Forced To Stand For Eight Or Nine Hours A Day, And The Whole Time He’s Surrounded By Beds. And Not Only That, He’s Surrounded By Shoppers Who See The Beds And Can’t Help But Think, Man, I’d Love To Lie Down On That Bed For A Second. So Not Only Does He Have To Stop Himself From Lying Down, But He Has To Stop Everyone Else From Doing It, Too. I Knew If I Were Him, I Would Be Desperate For Human Company.

I'm Told There's No Going Back. So I'm Choosing Forward.