RJ Gonzales

“Dammit. I think I’m in like with the naked man I met today.”

“I didn’t know who the young cashier was, but I still felt like a little part of me died as I watched him go under the hood. Even more so when I felt the bump beneath my seat in the back.”

“This is what really happens when fairy tales exist. There is nothing magical or enchanting about it, my dear.”

“Eventually, I’ll grow sick and perish. Die on the floor, a young girl—who even when in the presence of company, still feels the loneliness that looms over her heart.”

“Great. My life has suddenly become a young-adult novel.”

“A flower bloomed already wilting. Beginning its life with an early ending.”

“You broke her heart in person—you fix it in person!”

“One must simply take the days of their lives as they happen. If you spend time worrying over what is to come, which may or may not happen, then you will only be wasting precious days you will wish in the future you could have cherished a bit longer.”

“I was sinking deeper in and losing my grasp at the surface. I was drowning. Drowning in an emotion I’d never felt before. Never wanted to feel—until now. Something so fresh, so new. Even as I tried to place this emotion to something, it left me feeling bewildered. I needed more. More of this toxic sweetness I couldn’t help but indulge.”