Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep...wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you....The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her.'

New carpet will exude poisonous formaldehyde for up to two years after it'd been laid. I know the feeling.

Going to work just looked crazy. Eating another meal, ever, made about as much sense as planting tulip bulbs in the shadow of a falling atom bomb.

What makes earth feel like hell is our expectation that it should feel like heaven.

I could imagine myself becoming one of Marla's stories.

There are bodies buried everywhere you just have to know where to look.

If you're not drunk and half naked by this point, you're not paying attention.