One evening not too long ago, I was lamenting to my brother about how I didn’t know if a certain boy liked me. I was three minutes into the back story when he cut me off. You see, Matty is not one for sitting through other people’s stories. Especially when he can already figure out the ending. Especially when he is annoyed by the characters in the story.
HIM: Jesus Kristen! Are you new? Take what you want. Just go fucking take it. Just take it. Life is too short. It’s way too fucking short. So go get what you want and take it. I do. You’re human. You’re both fucking human. And scared. Stop wasting time and go take what you want. Take everything you want and we can laugh about it together in hell.
In the months that have passed, I am trying to live by Matty’s philosophy in every way possible. The other night I was riding home with my manfriend when we were stopped at an intersection. I looked at him, puckered up, and waited. He laughed and shook his head.
MF: Just kiss me if you want to.
I still have some work to do.