Keep in mind that people change, but the past doesn't.
As in, I wouldn't know normal if it marched up and poked me in the eye.
Did I really want to stay on this road longer, knowing it was only going to end in devastation?
I forced a smile. It was the one I'd been practicing all morning. It felt tight at the edges and brittle everywhere in between.
I think I'm more of a guardian angel girl.
Nothing makes me happy quite like a boatload of freshly fried fast food, smothered in good old MSG.