The kindest thing literature does is remind you that your peculiar little feelings have always existed. Someone, in some century, was equally confused by love, bored by society, tired of performing, and hungry for meaning.
“I’d rather sit up there and just fucking die on my fucking shield of how I’m feeling. I think that’s a beautiful thing for me to just take that risk” Bryce you are a true fucking yearner!! My fucking client!!! Bring my boy back to his wife!!!!! BRINITY TO INFINTY #loveislandusa