Chrissy Stockton

A google image result of water taken at the eye level of a swimmer maybe.

Everything is fine.

Cool. I’m glad I watched an entire show about this.

The kind of woman who can feel confident her life is going to look like Diane Keaton’s in The Family Stone in a few decades.

There is doubt. There is so much doubt. But there is also certainty.

The kind of guy you write love poems about sleeping next to for three years after you stop speaking to him.

Your bed is my favorite to leave:
1) a puddle of clothes
2) the feeling that I need to cover up.

Today’s fear is the fear that I am going to regret most of the decisions I am making right now.

Women are made up of things that make me want to spend a hundred years learning how to love so that I can be better at loving them all.

In four years does Raven really want to be with a 40-year-old man??

That’s the way it goes. You’re afraid of something and convinced it is the worst thing that could ever happen. It happens or it doesn’t happen — but there’s no relief afterward. You just move on to the next worry.

// a sauna // a plunge // an emergence //