We danced too wild, and we sang too long, and we hugged too hard, and we kissed...– Pearl Cleage
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Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through...– Ellen Goodman Finally, the truth.
Suicide is Painless
Ryan: I just emailed you a blog post, written by the guy I obsess over at The Onion.
Jeremiah: He's so funny. It's like he's not even trying. I bet he wrote this on a napkin at breakfast this morning.
Ryan: Sometimes I wonder if your only goal in life is to be name-checked in my eventual suicide letter.
Jeremiah: I don't expect to be in the first paragraph, obviously that one is reserved for your mother. But anything lower than the second is UNACCEPTABLE!
Why can’t all hipsters be this beautiful?
That's What Friends Are For
Jeremiah: So what happened to you last night? Were you throwing up?
Ryan: Yes ma'am
Ryan: I know. It's been awhile since I threw up like that.
Jeremiah: I was going to say something but then it got quiet. so I figured you were either okay or dead. Either way, there wasn't much I felt I could do at that point.
Ryan: And then you checked your watch, and thought "well, I've done enough good for one night"