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Then again, my head is usually always inappropriate. It’s like a Pinterest page of hot, barely dressed men 24/7 up in there.
Daydreams become dollar signs and a million ways you can fail and still have to pay for it. I don’t want to fail. But I can’t keep coasting along in life like this either.
I don’t really know what I want. But I know I don’t have it.
“In the end you might have all my pieces,” I tell her. “Please be gentle with them.”
Life leaves scars. Sometimes you don’t see them until later. Sometimes you don’t know where they’ve come from. Sometimes they fade before your eyes. But the world leaves its mark on us.
Life follows many directions and hopefully, eventually, your mind and body and life and love, all catch up with each other.