She got tired of herself. She got tired of not being able to say what she wanted or do what she wanted or even want what she wanted.

But there were times when you felt miserable and you wanted to feel better, and other times when you felt miserable and you figured you would just keep on feeling miserable.

I love her. I need her. I gave away everything I had for her. I just wanted her to know me.

I did the searching and remembering, she did the disappearing and the forgetting.

Please don't judge me too much until you are older and know more things. (Spoken from mother to daughter)

Carmen was bad at loving. She loved too hard.

It wasn't just that Lucy wanted to help him. She wasn't as selfless as that. She was madly attracted to him. She was attracted to all of the normal things and the weird things, too, like the back of his neck and his thumbs on the edge of his desk and the way his hair stuck out on one side like a little wing over his ear. She caught his smell once, and it made her dizzy. She couldn't fall asleep that night.