I want to care, but I don’t. I look at you and all I feel is tired.

This is the real unwritten rule: You don't want what you know you shouldn't. And I haven't just broken that rule. I have wrecked it, smashed it, and still... And still I want.

I want to care, but I don’t. I look at you and all I feel is tired.

I liked him first, but it doesn't matter. I still like him. That doesn't matter either. Or at least, it's not supposed to.

I don't eat bread.' Is she pouting? It's hard to tell. She's had a lot of chemicals injected into her face.

That's you, right?' he asks me. 'Yeah.' 'Cute. Not that I, uh, think little kids are cute. Just that you were cute. I mean, you can see how you turned out to be so...oh.

I do not fall. I fell so hard so long ago there is nothing left for me to land on. I just keep falling and falling and falling.