Funny Story

would you please do me the honor of sleeping in my bed?”

“I know,” he says. “I just don’t want you to have to.”

“I know,” he says. “I just don’t want you to have to.”

“I know,” he says. “I just don’t want you to have to.”

I want him, I like him, and I care about him enough to push those first two thoughts aside.

He was willing to be good to me, but he wasn’t willing to be any better.

He was willing to be good to me, but he wasn’t willing to be any better.

“I’ve loved boyfriends less than I love this place!” Julia calls back to us as Miles is shutting the car door.

“That’s just our attachment issues,”

Trust people’s actions, not their words.

I’m not sure what parts of me are him and which parts are genuinely my own.