The present no matter what I brought couldn’t change the past. The Past was set and sealed.

I like that you let yourself be surprised

What can I say? I'm obsessed. And as we all know obsessed girls can't be held responsible for our actions.

Riley was quiet for a minute. She gathered her blanket all around her. "Paul always loved you, Alice. He knows I know that. I know he loves me, too. But it's different." Alice opened her mouth, but nothing came out at first. "He loved me once. But I think that part is over," she said slowly. "No, it's not. It hasn't even begun." Riley took Alice's bare foot in her hand and squeezed it. "I told him, though, that he better be good to you. When you came along, I said I'd share you, but I told him to remember that you're my sister. I loved you first."

she never showed girly weaknesses like cellulite or crushes. she never lingered on injustices committed against her.

And I thought about the color and I realized what blue it was. It was the soft and changeable, essential blue of a well-worn pair of pants. Pants = Love

Maybe there is more truth in how you feel than in what actually happens.