It always shocked me when I realized that I wasn’t the only person in the world who thought and felt such strange and awful things.
I go to seek a Great Perhaps.
At some point, you just pull off the Band-Aid, and it hurts, but then it's over and you're relieved.
You can't just make yourself matter and then die, Alaska, because now I am irretrievably different, and I'm sorry I let you go, yes, but you made the choice. You left me Perhapsless, stuck in your goddamned labyrinth. And now I don't even know if you chose the straight and fast way out, if you left me like this on purpose. And so I never knew you, did I? I can't remember, because I never knew.
When she fucked up all those years ago, just a little girl terrified into paralysis, she fell onto the enigma of herself.
If people were rain, I'd be a drizzle and she'd be a hurricane.
The only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive
