When you look around at the six people that you spend the most time with, that’s who you are. I think that in making those decisions in who you are going to be married to, who your friends are going to be, those are really huge, critical, life decisions. Who gets to talk to you everyday, is almost like the food that you eat. It is a very huge critical situation to choose who the people are that you are spending your life with, spending your time with and who you are choosing to give your love and everything to.
you kids these days with your rapidly growing concern for the state of the world and your knowledge of important issues at increasingly younger ages despite having been told your opinions don’t matter by the adults who put you in these situations
I can always tell when I’m afraid to write. Everything else that I usually avoid with great persistence, becomes an absolute priority. The dirty dish. The cluttered bathroom counter. The trash that smells two days past its prime. These miniscule tasks become violent urges inside of me. They keep me distracted from the fear. They keep me a safe distance from that keyboard, which sits idlly, mocking me. But if I give in–and let the fear taunt me–inevitably and eventually, my inner voice begins to pen something far more natural than the crap I was forcing out earlier. And that’s when I sit down and smother that keyboard with my bare hands and say, ‘Right now, I’m making you my bitch.’