I am fueled by parts of the earth.

Cooked and seasoned to my taste.

It empowers me.

Recently I stopped hearing "food is a love language" as a cliche.

I began to see it. I began to hear it. I began to understand finally.



It has been several days since i last ate your food.
But...

He estimated his car to have burned around 5,300 gallons of gasoline . This was based on the fact that it got 23 miles per gallon locally and 30 MPG on the highway.

The odometer approached 135,000 miles. The visualization of that number provided some sense of joy. Like no matter...

40 minutes after Katie had left her, Hazel assumed her friend was alone with Wesley Lachance. It had been a smidge longer since Wesley had disappeared from the party's public sphere. And seeing how the rest of the  party was still out here, Hazel thought it was less likely that...

The only thing that is real is the present. Yesterday and tomorrow are just imaginations. 

We sometimes forget this fact because we think our memory is infalliable.

But even when we do remember something 'accurately' it is still something being remembered rather than experienced.

Some might argue that  memory is an  experience  ...

"Wait, so why do you cut off your exes?"

She kept her eyes straight ahead. Neither her head or her eyes turned over to him. For some reason this made him feel like she was telling him the truth.

"I'm a very jealous person. I like to think of people I date...

Charlotte hated when old friends reached out to her. They were all finishing up school and getting real jobs suddenly. Nobody seemed to be doing anything big for the past few years and all the sudden there was an explosion of 'good' news on Facebook .

What could she say about...

After learning of his acceptance into the Foreign Exchange Study program, the rest of his school year didn't seem to matter anymore. The days were all just filler until he finally got to go to go live his next life in the USA . Roger had grown up idolizing American...

Friday went by like nothing took place. Roger felt like nothing took place in the physical world. HIs mind was racing though. A constant loop of the same thought. Wesley Lachance's party.

Did he dare go? He thought, I mean if Grover is going can't I go with him?

He felt guilty...

He couldn't remember the last time he had bought  weed . Smoking wasn't something he did alone. It was always just a way to get closer to other people. Or maybe that was the reason initially when getting high was a big social thing that connected people. But these days...

The  photos were left with him. He felt a bit sad, assuming now that the photos were unimportant or wrong. He would've been more happy had Jasmine taken them with her. Instead he was here staring at them trying to make sense out of them.

Jasmine had left his apartment almost...