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.

I wish it had never happened because then I wouldn't think about it as I'm falling asleep.

I felt nothing all the time, and it had started to feel normal. It should have scared me, but it didn't.

I think love is huge, overwhelming. I think it's terrible and beautiful.

I think...I think sometimes that's how it is. Sometimes people have to go before you get stuff. Before you can really get it.

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.

Imagine a guy. He’s a little taller than you, with perfect skin, skin that just screams “touch me!” and dark hair and gorgeous blue eyes and he looks so sweet and he is sweet. And then have him blush a little.