I imagine you working on me as an algebra problem, reducing me to fractions, crossing out common denominators, until there’s nothing left on the page but a line that says x = whatever it is that is wrong with me.

~Patricia McCormick
kittysoftpaws kittysoftpaws
36-40, F
1 Response Jan 14, 2013

All down to this: not worthy...

You are NOT worthless. You brighten my day by Just. Being. You.