Do you ever think about having sex with other people?

Don't we take turns being the vulnerable one?

Is intimacy necessarily painful?

When you both want to be "together" but have different ideas about what "together" means.

Is anything ever really mutual?

No one understands anyone.

Even the best relationships can't give us all we need. And sometimes that's okay.

"We make ourselves open while knowing full well it’s essentially saying, 'Please, come pierce my shell.'"
-David Rakoff

If you can't relate to this you've probably never been in a long-term relationship. Or studied 20th century American literature.

Proximity and intimacy aren't the same thing. But sometimes it's hard to tell the difference.

What does it mean to mean it?

We never have the same experience as our partner. Even when that experience is shared.

That moment when all your personal philosophies crumble...

What if this IS as good as it gets?

Sometimes it's just as hard to forgive as it is to apologize.

Aren't relationships just stories we tell each other about ourselves?