Like, I wish I had written these:
Deconstruct: what you think you know about life and love.
I´m slipping through your fingers like sand. Please, Please, Please… Tighten your grip.
Waiting for us is like waiting for a 9 in minesweeper. I’m not sure if I will ever get it, but something tells me if I spend enough time, avoid all the right mines … I’ll find you.
— M, the geek