Posts Tagged: confidence


1. I allowed Brian to import the entirety of Eminem’s discography to my hard drive because when he came over he liked to listen — really listen — to it.

"Did you hear what he just did there?" he would ask, pulling his head back mid-kiss.


"Are you sure, though? Like, did you catch the way he continued that rhyme into the next line?"

"Yeah, no, totally. So good!"

"Shh-shhh," he’d say with his hand up, using his index finger to trace the imaginary line of poetry written in the air in front of him. Inevitably he would shake his head. "You know what, hang on, I’m just going [...]