Nobody tries to take away your right to use a condom. Nobody hammers into your head that you should feel guilty and shameful about preventing your gift-from-God sperm from fertilizing an egg and thus ensuring the birth of a beautiful child. No politician tells you using condoms makes you a slut. Nobody bombs a convenience store that sells condoms, threatens people who put condom vending machines in areas, or attacks politicians who support condom use.
I think one of the best feelings in the world is when someone remembers something you said. Whether it was something from yesterday, a week ago, a month ago.. It’s just like, “Wow, you actually listen to me.”
This is how it works you peer inside yourself you take the things you like and try to love the things you took and then you take that love you made and stick it into some someone else’s heart pumping someone else’s blood and walking arm in arm you hope it don’t get harmed but even if it does you’ll just do it all again
Sometimes. Sometimes when I’m sitting at my desk, hands cupped around my warm coffee, I daydream about all the beautiful places I’ll go, and all the beautiful people I’ll meet. And then? Then I get overwhelmed with a sense of excitement about life.