I like the fact that you give me the feeling that there's someone that cares, that I'm not a rejected 15 year old person that doesn't have somebody that is interested in knowing about her life.

That you think about me, that I'm in someone's mind.

I know you're far but I don't care, I honestly don't give a shit. I don't know if I want to see you, or have you near, or change things. This way they're fine, and that's making me feel fine too. And I know it's not stable, or lasting, or even significant, but it's real and it's working. I'm not imagining it, I'm not hoping for it to happen: it's happening and it's mine.

What's mine has always been different: too old, too big, too hairy, too messy, stoned, ugly, ryan-sheckler-frustrated-wannabe, or far away. I never had the ideal preppy guy. But I don't care, it's just the way it is. But I don't care, cause that's just me.

And what's mine is never going to be normal, is never going to be conventional, is never going to be wanted by someone else.

But it's still going to be mine.