I feel empty in a way that I haven’t in a long time, if ever. No longer am I fulfilled by typical friendships, relationships, or hookups. My ravenous appetite for true and meaningful bonds can no longer be sated by people who won’t reveal their everything, and won’t allow me to reveal myself to…
"You are made of stars and I promise you that the constellations in me want nothing but the constellations in you (to together create something bigger and even more beautiful that the Milky Way). And when we look at each other, we will be left breathless, as if space was of desolate nature - empty and unoccupied by anything to breathe in."
"I’m one of those people who doesn’t really know what he thinks until he writes it down."
Stephen King, 11/22/63