I don’t know how to ask you to be there for me.
Major school work cramming on this gloomy night, trying not to get distracted by my snacks… There’s conflict versus the wino and academic in me.
“I can’t, you’re a totally different person to me now. I used to think of you as somebody who would never ever hurt me, ever. And now I just can’t stop picturing you with her, and it doesn’t matter what you say or what you do, it’s just changed everything. Forever.”
– Rachel, the morning after she found out Ross slept with someone else.
The tip of the iceberg with textbooks I’ve acquired.
And I love every one.
You are the least vanilla person I know.
Reliving painful sacrifices.