people write essays on love. the message is that you can grab it with words define it with arguments. people write essays on truth. i believe they're trying to crucify me. people do these things for money. love and truth and money... it's all the same.
i want someone to hold my heart softly. i want someone to warm me with their eyes. i want someone to hold me under the blanket and watch the snow fall as the christmas tree stands in silent reverence. i want to trust that beauty will always be my friend.
i want suffering to end.