The Only Use She Has

With What You Were Talking About Before. The World Being Broken. Maybe It Isn't That We're Supposed To Find The Pieces And Put Them Back Together. Maybe We're The Pieces." Nick Says. "maybe," Nick Says, "what We're Supposed To Do Is Come Together. That's How We Stop The Breaking.

I Thought About The Bigger Picture Of My Life, And About The People—and Particularly The Guys—i Would Encounter During My Lifetime. How Would I Ever Know When That Moment Was Right, When Expectation Met Anticipation And Formed … Connection?

Wold Domination Is Exhausting And Cliche. People Ought To Just Focus On Being Individual Responsible Citizens Of The Earth Instead Of Assholes.

I'm Thinking I Would Like To Dance In The Rain With This Person. I Would Like To Lie Next To Him In The Dark And Watch Him Breathe And Watch Him Sleep And Wonder What He's Dreaming About And Not Get An Inferiority Complex If The Dreams Aren't About Me.

Prayer Or Not, I Want To Believe That, Despite All Evidence To The Contrary, It Is Possible For Anyone To Find That One Special Person. That Person To Spend Christmas With Or Grow Old With Or Just To Take A Nice Silly Walk In Central Park With. Somebody Who Wouldn't Judge Another For The Prepositions They Dangle, Or Their Run-on Sentences, And Who In Turn Wouldn't Be Judged For The Snobbery Of Their Language Etymology Inclinations.