I wanted a heaven. And I grew up striving for that world-- an eternal world- that would wash away my temporary misery.

Even a mistake is better than nothing.

I love the sea because it is boundless.

You're more than a story.

Something about being rejected at Church Camp felt so much more awful than being rejected at school.

I was grateful for cereal --- the only food that my tummy, riddled by pangs of infatuation, could handle.

Which is scarier-- lust or temptation?