To someone who will never read this:

Sometimes all I want to do is take you to bed, not have sex with you, no, just curl up around you and breathe into the nape of your neck and let you know that I care about you, that I want you to do whatever will make you more happy than this, less self-destructive. Whatever will bring back your wit and snark and lazy smile. I want to tell you that I appreciate you. Here: I appreciate you. I want you to be whoever you are, however long it takes, however many tears and broken hearts you earn and shed along the way.

One day, you will be a magnificent person and everyone will know it.

Right now, you're a magnificent person and it feels like the biggest secret I've ever kept.

The world is aligned against me

How is it that with every episode of Friday Night Lights, I fall more in love? *shakes fist*

( I think we should have sex )