A person’s energy and the aura they give off never lies. Trust in that.
I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.
What kind of writer am I? With all this love and no words for it?
There’s nothing more intimate in life than simply being understood… And understanding someone else.
The best feeling is when you look at him and he’s already staring.