I wrote this about you, about our love, our story. And I feel so damn lucky that others in this world, strangers in other parts, can steal a piece of what we have and feel so lucky too.

I’m a Texas girl, with a California soul.

Truthfully, there're only a handful of people in this world who really get joy from seeing you happy. Most won't care if you’re happy, only if you're miserable like they are. They eat that shit up.

At the end of the day, I just want to sit with someone I love and chat about what matters and even what doesn’t.

My existence began the day you were created and was realized the day we met.

Write like no one is reading.

I'll only tell you what matters. And, the truth is, everything matters.

Love is the best drug, bar none.

I didn’t need to be a writer to know that I could. Did you have to become a penis to act like a dick?