"We went to a magic show and there were so much tricks! The magician pulled a rabbit out of his hat! And then he told me to pick a card! And then he banged the card on the rabbit’s butt! And then the card completely changed! And then we got to pet the rabbit."
She is not “my girl.”
She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.
How much more blessed can I be?
some times the bad days sneak up on you, and some times you wake up and it’s the first thing. you’re still in bed, laying on your back, and the sun is trying to pull itself up and your first breath is like sucking concrete through a straw and your body doesn’t care what you’re supposed to do today, the whole fucking thing is about to be difficult. my head is just above the water but my galoshes are stuck in the mud.
"We were smoking outside one time. And this same car kept driving by, and we thought: ‘Man! That’s weird!’ Then we got arrested."