I'm Told There's No Going Back. So

Why Do You Lie" I Ask Her. "to Block The Truth." Fair Enough. Naomi Goes On. "where Did We Get It In Our Heads That We Need Truth All The Time? Sometimes Lies Are Nice, You Know? You Don't Have To Know The Truth All The Time. It's Too Exhausting.

I Thought About The Bigger Picture Of My Life, And About The People—and Particularly The Guys—i Would Encounter During My Lifetime. How Would I Ever Know When That Moment Was Right, When Expectation Met Anticipation And Formed … Connection?

[s]he Leans Into This Guy And Rocks Her Head Like I’m Making This Music For Her, When If I Could, I Would Take It All Away And Give Her As Much Silence As She’s Given Me Pain.

There Are Just Lots Of Possibilities In The World...i Need To Keep My Mind Open For What Could Happen And Not Decide That The World Is Hopeless If What I Want To Happen Doesn't Happen. Because Something Else Great Might Happen In Between.

Tal Told Me He Loved Me, And Told Me And Told Me, But You Don't Tell Someone That And Then Tell Them They're Not Experienced Enough In Bed And Should Read A Book Or Something To Learn, Or They Should Try Wearing Deep-red Lipstick And Tight Skirts To Look Hot Like Their Best Friend Once In A While. If Tal Hadn't Lied To Me When He Said He Loved Me, I Might Not Be Without A Future Right Now, A Sucker Who Was So Chickenshit She Allowed Herself To Believe A False Dream From A False God. I'm Not Sure I Ever Even Liked Tal, Much Less Loved Him.