I’ll be better tomorrow.- No you won’t. But that’s okay…I’ll wait.- For how long?- How long will I wait? Take forever and multiply it by infinity. And then I’ll wait some more.

I wasn’t sure of it, but I was almost certain that loneliness was a disease. An infectious, disgusting illness that was slow to creep into your system and overtake you, even though you tried to...

Well then…” I clear my throat once. “You are a fantastic actor,” I say, breathless, and emotionally drugged up on Mr. Sexdorable.