Went to a party tonight. Took a cab with a friend of a friend since we were going in the same direction. I got dropped off first. I tried to give her my cash & she said to just give it to the driver including tip. It was a 14 dollar ride. I gave him 11. I think she assumed I was supposed to pay the whole fare. She wasn’t the friendliest as I left. Am I in the wrong here? I mean, isn’t the whole point of sharing a cab that you get to split the ride? I shouldn’t have to pay the whole fare up to me so she would only pay 5 bucks to her house from mine. I don’t mind paying any amount. But I wasn’t SUPPOSED to pay the whole fare, right? I just need a little assurance here.
I am not the first person you loved. You are not the first person I looked at with a mouthful of forevers. We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife. We have both lived with lips more scar tissue than skin. Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night. Our love came when we’d given up on asking love to come. I think that has to be part of its miracle. This is how we heal. I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book. I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scar of your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally, finally found you. And I will not be afraid of your scars. I know sometimes it’s still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know: whether it’s the days you burn more brilliant than the sun or the nights you collapse into my lap your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I will love you when you are a still day. I will love you when you are a hurricane.
Practicing my lettering & apologizing. I never claimed to be a perfect person. I’m always trying to be better. A step towards that is to admit when I’m being a dick & actually saying sorry. #makinggoodonmyresolutions #handlettering
When you look around at the six people that you spend the most time with, that’s who you are. I think that in making those decisions in who you are going to be married to, who your friends are going to be, those are really huge, critical, life decisions. Who gets to talk to you everyday, is almost like the food that you eat. It is a very huge critical situation to choose who the people are that you are spending your life with, spending your time with and who you are choosing to give your love and everything to.