It would be too easy to say that I feel invisible. Instead, I feel painfully visible, and entirely ignored.

People are always separable.

I text tiny a minute later. MADE NEW GAY FRIEND. And he texts back PROGRESS!!!

It’s up to you, not fate. True. But it was also up to Lily. That was the trickiest part.

Part of growing up is making sure your sense of reality isn't entirely grounded in your own mind.

motif, n. You don’t love me as much as I love you. You don’t love me as much as I love you. You don’t love me as much as I love you.

But I think we were walking around like we were invincible. And maybe that's a bad way to live your life. Because you're not invincible. Nobody is. And maybe now that we've learned that, we'll be better.