everyone in our school has afterschool activities. mine is going home.

Answerless questions can destroy you. Move on.

But death is not freedom. For a moment, it can look like freedom. But then it's death. Anything. Something. Nothing.

You were in Sweden?" Boomer asked. "No," I said. "The trip got called off at the last minute. Because of political the unrest" "In Sweden?" Priya seemed skeptical. "Yeah-isn't it strange how the Times isn't covering it? Half the country's on strike because of that thing the crown prince said about Pippi Longstocking Which means no meatballs for Christmas, if you know what I mean." "That's so sad!" Boomer said.

Which is more stubborn, the love or the two arguing people caught within it?

Happiness is so rarely a part of my vocabulary, because for me it's so fleeting

Without you I wouldn't have been able to contain the hate. I would have used it against myself. You're the one who helped me control it. My mind spun out to other things. But it always came back to you.