I was going to see C again the following Friday.
I had finished my writing assignments pushing a deadline, stealing the only time I had to work. 551 more words
So I’ve been thinking a lot about love, the ridiculous paradox that is love (more on that later), the ridiculous complexity of romantic relationships.
Remember when we were in high school what we though was “love,” “relationships,” and “commitment” were? 1,088 more words