I don't need more pain in my life. Why did I invite it in? Do I have to feel pain to believe I feel anything at all?

I wish I were worthy of his love. (Any love.)I should tell him to run. But I can't. I need him.

I think parents should know what their children are reading, and if they truly object, they should tell their kids why, rather than summarily removing a book from their possession.

When i'm with you my blood flows smoothly through

Being In Love Means hard questions. Will I? Won't I? Should I? Could I? Yes? No? You? Me? There is no me without you. Is there a you without me? And if were truly one. how will I breathe when circomstance pries us apart? You are my oxygen. my substance, the blood inside my veins. When we touch, you are my skin. hold all my joy inside of you. When you go, I wither.

And at some point I would like to talk my publisher into doing an anthology of my poetry alongside some teen readers poetry. It would be fun, and really wonderful to get their stuff out there.

....a perfect paper airplane.