Live.to.the.point.of.tears

I spend 50% of my day writing books, 25% of my day thinking about what I'm going to eat next, 12% of my day chilling with my dog, 8% of my day bitching, 3% of my day drinking wine, and 2% of my day lamenting the fact that I'll never have abs like Marisa Miller. That might not even add up to 100%, I don't know, I don't really like math.

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A year ago. She said, “I love you but I’m afraid you’ll change your mind.”
He said, “I’m not going anywhere.”
They held each other.

The truth is: She grieved for it long before it was over.

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