I was lying in bed and all of the sudden, I remembered Rachel's joke about Zwick.
and then I cried
I think we're all born with a big heart.
Because when we're little we don't have to think about loving.
We don't worry about getting hurt.
We just do. Without any question.
But as we grow somehow are hearts get smaller.
They get broken-and eventually pieces are missing.
Before we know it, we're left guarding the only parts we have left.
And it's a mistake because if we don't let people in to try and fill those gaps,
We're left with them
And our hearts will heal twisted in an attempt to get rid of the empty spaces.
After that, it's hard to straighten them out agian.
I didn't really get anything done today.
Jesus Christ, I hope everything works out.
1 year ago