Why I feel like everything is temporary. I am happy, I have an amazing son, a wonderful boyfriend, and a nice house. Why do I feel like I am just sitting around waiting for it to be over. Bleh.
"Hearts are wild creatures, that’s why our ribs are cages."
"I’m not going to be the girl you marry, but I’ll be the girl you’ll be thinking of 20 years from now while you engage in polite sex with your boring wife who fakes her orgasm to make you feel better about your receding hairline."