Colorblind

by Siera Maley

It was no wonder Robbie was an Atheist; the idea that something intelligent enough to design thinking, feeling, living creatures would then assign them unchangeable expiration dates was horrifying.

“Harper, people are not milk cartons,” Dad sighed out. “You don’t pick and choose the ones you think will last the longest without going sour. If it feels right, you just go with it until it doesn’t feel right anymore. And sometimes when something goes wrong, it hurts. That doesn’t mean it wasn’t worth it in the first place.”

“She could be a serial killer. Or the bait for a serial killer.” “Then I will miss you dearly. Goodbye, Harper.”

“Don’t get popcorn all over my bed, loser.” “Don’t stare at me when your favorite movie’s on, Romeo,” she bit back, unfazed. “So desperate. God.”

“Life’s all about mistakes. And it’s way too short to just wait around instead of cutting through the bullshit.”

Have you ever considered the fact that maybe the goal of life isn’t to get through it as painlessly as possible?”

“God, you’re beautiful,” she sighed out. “If I wasn’t so busy wanting you, I’d so want to be you.”

“I like the idea of falling asleep next to you,” she told me

Why couldn’t I get a girlfriend before meeting my boyfriend 🥲😩

I just want to be happy. Ignoring things makes me happy. Ignorance is bliss, right?”

I guess I’m like… spiritual? I think there’s probably no heaven or hell. But we can’t be the peak of all intelligent life in the universe, because that would be really sad. People are stupid.”

Did you know that one of the biggest regrets dying people have is that they let other people dictate how they lived their lives?”

I was sure, then, with Chloe relaxing beside me and her lips pressed gently against the skin by my collarbone, that if there somehow were a Heaven up there, she’d fit right in.

“So the two of us are going to get drunk alone in your bedroom together? That’s a terrible idea. Let’s do it, c’mon.”

Literally me

I had no way of knowing what or who decided how we lived, or how long we lived, or what the consequences of our actions and decisions were. I would almost certainly never know.

Bad things were inevitable. Death was inevitable. But maybe the reverse was true: that good things were equally inevitable. And maybe sometimes inevitability liked to take a back seat to second chances.