And I dare say most people don't think too deeply on sex, beyond what they've been taught through the media and society.

But the best part of catching Neil in the shower was, hands down, the loud, awful singing.

Parenting fucked you up.

I know I'm not supposed to argue with you when you talk about dying. And yes, you could die, Neil. But I could get hit by a bus and die tomorrow. Either we need to live every single day together like it's our last, or we need to be comfortable with the fact that some times are just sucky times.

Nobody can control their emotional reactions, we can only control our actions, and my current action was to slap my jealousy in the face and shove her in a vat of shut the fuck up.

Never be timid about your own pleasure. Don't be ashamed to come.

Money does not guarantee immortality.

The cancer bubble. It's almost like he's not here. Like he's on pause, and my life with him is on pause, and we're just waiting to see if somebody is going to hit play again or just stop the thing entirely.