You see me so clearly right down into my soul and I love it. I like the calmness and happiness that comes from feeling liberated knowing someone out there fully gets what it’s like to be “that kind of girl.”

You’re sweet.

The other day, I showed someone a story I wrote when I was twenty-four, and she wondered aloud how I could have been writing about her life when she was two. Granted, she was just kissing my ass to make up for being an overwhelmed, distracted idiot all the time, but still… I get that a lot.