Запомни - действията ти те правят добър човек, не желанията.

I don't want to stay in the bad place, where no one believes in silver linings or love or happy endings.

In my arms is a woman who has given me a Skywatcher's Cloud Chart, a woman who knows all my secrets, a woman who knows just how messed up my mind is, how many pills I'm on, and yet she allows me to hold her anyway. There's something honest about all this, and I cannot imagine any other woman lying in the middle of a frozen soccer field with me - in the middle of a snowstorm even - impossibly hoping to see a single cloud break free of a nimbostratus.

I need you so fucking bad.

It hurts to look at the clouds, but it also helps, like most things that cause pain.

I still love you in my own fucked-up way.