be careful of thinking about people as “kinds of people”? - Mary-Louise Parker

I said I don't know how to say no, I only know how to yell it.

There was no one for you to impress and no one for you to offend. You were right there and I was afraid of how real you were, which made me question my own level of authenticity. I'd take off my clothes on the beach or spill my guts to a girl I'd never met on the bus, thinking I was uncensored and open, but I wasn't always real if I wanted someone to like me. I gravitated to those who withheld or told me who they thought I was.

Thank you for giving me your arm and those four hours that I now understand you did not have an endless supply of.