But the thing about a cry for help is that someone else needs to be around to hear it.

I know I should just leave. Just go. Because there's a point where a mistake turns into a big mistake, and I should probably come to my senses before I get there.

...because if you can make yourself happy in the rain then you're doing pretty alright in life.

This is what a memorial is: standing still, staring at something that isn’t ther

Maybe language is kind, giving us these double meanings. Maybe it's trying to teach us a lesson, that we can always be two things at once.

Someday your prince will come," I assure him. "And the first thing I'm going to say to him is, 'What took you so long?

This is as much a part of my story as anything else. Friendship is love as much as any romance.