I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.

I'm Melissa.
I read psychology books for fun.
I like to knit.
I drink Dr. Pepper like nobody's business.
I hate Arlington, Texas with a passion.
I have many leather-bound books and my apartment smells of rich mahogany.

I'm kind of a big deal.

 

Never once in my life have I ever considered myself “damaged goods.”


Until this morning.


Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again.

Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again.

(Source: threeoverten)

I automatically don’t trust a girl who uses the word “cock” in a conversation that is meant to be comforting. Especially when the “cock” in question belongs to the guy I’m dating.

I need you. It’s not fair.