A lot of you think your misery and bitterness is sophisticated. You view happiness as being child-like and vapid. And that's a shame. But some of you would rather leave the world as having been perceived as deep than as having had a happy life.
Being asked a really good question feels phenomenal. The type of question that leads to a thoughtful conversation where I almost have to collect my thoughts before diving into it. That scratches my brain so goood. It makes me feel so known and desired
To be a person of standards, you make it clear that there's places you don't go, things you won't do, and words that can't be said to you. No exceptions.