Do You Ever Find Yourself Mourning What Has Not Yet Come To Pass?

I think my biggest toxic trait is acting like I deserve the Nobel Prize for showing up to a class I literally pay to be in

Love is the family business.

WAIT!

Before the semester ends, would anyone like to admit they have a crush on me

One gone, one dead, one cruel. Where does that leave me?

Remember. Any room can be a guest room if you put your guests there.

I’ll never forget the time I was in the car with my now wife when we were freshmen in college and she was playing “Amen” by Amber Run and, with tears in her eyes, asked me if I’d ever heard it. And I, equally somber, said “yeah in a Warrior Cats PMV.”

@ofthequeenbee

Do y'all know that song that's like the Sophia the First theme but also a little bit like the bridge from Love Shack (B-52s) and also like the Fairly Odd Parents theme? Asking for a friend

I still think about you, by the way.

How could I not? We grew up together. You can see in our cadence, in our mannerisms. We are permanently intertwined to an extent, whether we we'd like to be or not. You shaped me, and I shaped you.

My father still talks about you too. We were products of our environment. And it was not fair to us. I hope you know that. How they spoke to and about us affected us in ways intangible.

I hope you are well, wherever you may be. I think I will always love you, in my own way.

Did you know that if you pay attention in class you'll understand better (I will not be learning from my mistakes)

I'm glad we're friends. We're silly, we're awkward. But I'm so glad you're here.