Too often in life, we want to catch the next train or jump the next flight.
We’re so afraid of being late we end up not being able to jump heights.
I’m not afraid of death, and even in Fourth grade I remember I never was.

All I’ve ever been afraid of is not living, of not being significant to someone, in someway, somehow.

Don’t be afraid to love and laugh and cry if you want to. Experience it. Suck the marrow out of life. Don’t go off the deep end and swing naked on a wrecking ball, but don’t be afraid to try something new.

Just breathe in the existential possibilities of passionate life.

Broken Apologies

What does broken mean?

Why do people fall away?

Friends are here and then they aren’t. It’s not because I hate you. We just don’t have anything in common anymore.

I’m a Christian. You are still thinking about it.

I’m in a serious relationship. You think that’s stupid.

I’m going to struggle through college. Your parents have it covered.

Were we ever truly friends? Or was our friendship simply a product of convenience?

I’m sure I don’t know. All I know is you were there for me when I was confused. We bonded over silly things. We went shopping and got on tumblr. We laughed at pony boy. We listened to indie music and reflected on our favorite books. My first kiss disaster was solved just by talking it out. You understood me. But now we don’t understand each other at all.

Is this my fault?

I’m sorry. I loved you how I knew how. I guess I figured out I didn’t know how to.