i hope it's for real this time.
sure am gonna miss you though.

Every relationship is fundamentally a power struggle, and the individual in power is whoever likes the other person less.

I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?"
Why did I cause so much pain?

Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness?

Can't I see that we're all manifestations of love?

I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God ( Read more... )