You’re born with it.

All of it.

Please, Understand my ADD Want more than just my body Discuss documentaries with me But not pretentiously Don’t ever yell at me Know that often, space is what I need Don’t judge me when I oversleep Be actual friends with me Please get my sensitivity When my voice is loud, don’t…

And maybe that’s a good thing. — I’ve never been in a serious romantic relationship, but that doesn’t mean I’ve never been in love. I once fell in love with a guy I spoke to in passing after a concert who made me laugh. We probably talked for a total of two minutes, but while he spoke…

We wander through life, flailing, and blaming ourselves for flailing, when flailing is the point. We seek comfort and satisfaction and sensation and pleasure in the wrong places, and we blame ourselves for seeking them in the wrong places, when being misguided is the point. The best stuff of life…

Don’t ever let the fact that a romantic interest of yours doesn’t return the feelings make you feel stupid. Don’t beat yourself up, telling yourself you shouldn’t have told them; you shouldn’t have assumed they liked you back. They don’t like you back, yet you still have that gooey feeling…

It’s okay to feel. Oh no. I’ve written it down. Now I have to accept that it’s true. Nooooo. Don’t make me! Let me avoid this for just a little longer. If I accept that this is true then all of the feelings are going to come crashing down upon…

Why do I keep coming back to you?

When my fingers strum the ukulele