nadya

Something has grown increasingly funny to me lately. Nothing is ever final or stable, totally by choice. "I love you! I miss you! You're wonderful!"
Yeah, seriously. Fuck all of that shit. "I love you until you make me angry! I miss you but not enough to hang out with you! You're wonderful when you keep your fucking mouth shut!"

Our standard of love is totally false and ugly, and from what i've seen it's pretty collective. We are really bad at this life business.