I heard how people sounded when their dreams were shattered, when their lives were turned into a waking nightmare.

I don’t think I could have picked a worse guy to be my soul mate.

School is just like having a job. You have to show up, you have to do your work, and you have to be around tons of idiots or mean people. Now that I think about it, it's worse than having a job. At least there you get paid.

Whatever happened to me just now has gotten to me, broken past the fragile shell I've built. More than my memory is gone. My soul has wings that beat to a heart I don't understand and I see things, feel things that I know aren't from here, but that are so real.

And yet here I am. Broken and bleeding on the inside, heartsick, I am here.

Once upon a time, I did not live in Shady Pines. Once upon a time, my name was not Alice. Once upon a time, I didn't know how lucky I was.

...sometimes, you have to break your own heart.