Have you ever wanted to ask someone a question, but were to afraid of the answer?

She's the kinda girl that will call you on your bullshit. She isn't afraid to dance and she offers to pay. She doesn't decide before a date whether or not she's gonna kiss you; she's earnest, yet she's not completely ironic either. . . she orders dessert and she can be ready in ten minutes.

She has future plans and dreams at night. When they tell her life is hard, she says "That's alright."

Wouldn't it be so wonderful if everything were meaningless? But everything is so meaningful, and more everything turns to shit.

It's sickening, the things I can keep from people without feeling an ounce of guilt.