... I love books about freaks," because I am one. You might be, too. Let's be freaks together?

I measure the moment in the heartbeats I skip

I had gotten so used to being alone, but never entirely used to it. Never used to it enough to stop wanting the alternative.

It's as if when you love someone, they become your reason.

As long as we can conjure, who needs anything else? As long as we can agree on the magical lie and be happy, what more is there to ask for? “I loved you from that moment on,” I say. “I loved you from that moment on,” you agree.

I wake up thinking of yesterday. The joy is in remembering; the pain is in knowing it was yesterday.

and when he catches me off guard and says 'i love you' i catch him off guard and say 'i need your help.