My heart can't possibly break
"Oh, you're Kelly's sister?"
"Um yeah, we've met before. A couple of times."
"Oh? Hm....was your hair different?"
When does optimism become obsolete? When do you just have to stop moving and realize you're a gerbil on a wheel, getting absolutely nowhere? I'm glad I'm memorable.
I should start writing when I'm happy so I don't seem like a depressed asshole all the time.
I feel like everything is gray right now, like nothing has a definition. I'm trying to attempt to draw some lines and maybe form some clear cut figures.
One of my favorite GA quotes:
Boundaries don't keep other people out. They fence yo u in.