For I have never wanted a lover, but I have always wanted to love, and to be loved.

My lines all curve. I tend to connect the wrong dots.

He was attractive. I knew that. And I knew that attractive people always got away with things.

I barely notice colors unless I taste them. Not the yellows or the greens. I taste the deeper blues. The darker reds.

Deep down, you see, I long to be arcane, esoteric. I would love to confound people with their own language.

I can honestly say Ive never thought for a second about whether a character reflects poorly on any group. All that matters to me is that the character is true to my belief in who he or she is.

These teenager looks aren't going to last forever, and that there are much better foundation to build a life upon than how attractive you are.