So I Buy It. The Most Perfect

I Hurl The Glass Teapot To The Ground. We Both Stare At It, Stunned. "it Was Supposed To Break," I Explain After A Pause, " And That Was Going To Signify That Yes, I Would Throw Something Away . If I Knew It Wasn't Right For Me.

I'm Lying. I Don't Just Need Someone Like You. I Need You.

There's Genuine Pain In Eric's Eyes. And I Feel A Stab Of Guilt. But You Can't Stay With People Because Of Guilt.

And We Spend The Rest Of The Evening Getting Very Pissed And Eating Ice Cream, As We Always Do When Something Good Or Bad Happens To Either One Of Us.

Everyone Keeps Saying I’ll Pick It Up. But What If I Don’t? I Did Algebra For Three Years, And I Never Picked That Up.