Like Jason I am selfish and demanding, holding myself to a standard that makes no sense. Like Benjy my thoughts are incomplete, dropping off at the slightest distraction. Like Quentin’s thoughts, mine can be dark and foreboding.
But maybe I can love like Benjy. Or maybe see the beauty in every ounce of brokenness, like Quentin. And perhaps I can have as little as possible in common with Jason. That guy is a jerk.
Maybe I can be good, if I try. Like they didn’t.
"that guy is a jerk."
i literally laughed out loud.
i actually really liked your "about me" before.
Perhaps I'll change it back...