Someone Who Will Love You in All Your Damaged Glory

Maybe you are right to be cautious. You have been lied to before, after all. Your heart is weathered and scarred, mishandled by many, eroded by time. You’re no dummy, and yet repeatedly, you stumble over the cracks of your cobblestone heart, you let your naked foolish hopes get the better of you.

Maybe you are right to be cautious. You have been lied to before, after all. Your heart is weathered and scarred, mishandled by many, eroded by time. You’re no dummy, and yet repeatedly, you stumble over the cracks of your cobblestone heart, you let your naked foolish hopes get the better of you.

It occurred to her that she loved the idea of being in a relationship more than she loved any person she’d actually been in a relationship with.

You’re no dummy, and yet repeatedly, you stumble over the cracks of your cobblestone heart, you let your naked foolish hopes get the better of you.

He didn’t trust anyone who looked better in photographs than she did in real life. He was working out a system where eventually he wouldn’t have to trust anybody.

And that sad truth will just about swallow us whole.

It also feels nice to know that my efforts have been noticed, because so much of the time the lesson of life is that everything’s built on bullshit and nothing you do matters.

A person as unexceptional as Lucinda doesn’t live a life as much as a life just floods in around her, filling up whatever empty space a life should be occupying.

What a terrible thing to be happening! Why would her imagination do this to her?! She immediately stopped imagining.

The harsh incinerating boring awful raw barren obsessive numb five-hundred-volt nothingness now completely consuming her was so totally average.