Faking It

Living is hard. It was hard when you were thirteen, it’s hard today, and it will be hard again in the future. So, you close your eyes and you breathe. Breathe with me.”

the mind doesn’t waste time being scared about things that don’t matter.”

But fear lets us know we’re alive. It tells me that you care about what happens between us because

the kind of fear that told you something miraculous was waiting at the end of it, if you could only get there.