#where-she-went

"You dumb-ass,"I crooned, kissing her on the forehead. "You don't share me. You own me."

"Whoever said that the past isn't dead had it backward. It's the future that's already dead, already played out."

"But still, I find the need to remind myself of the temporariness of a day, to reassure myself that I got through yesterday, I'll get through today."