I used to love our chats about art and pop culture and just anything that came to mind. I don’t really like talking to people, but I felt comfortable talking to you. We would always smile whenever our eyes connected, knowing that somehow life would become a little less shitty. As the year grew older, I got to know you better. Our conversations got deeper, and so did your footprints in my heart. I still remember the first time I came to your room. For the first time, I saw how personal your space is. Fight Club and Pulp Fiction on your walls made me realize we had much more in common than I thought… read more >
For every laugh you have let out, there is a tear to mirror it
We are all extremely human, and none of us are any less of a person for having human emotion. Crying will not make your smile
