Forever made that kiss stand out in my mind, touch my heart, make me remember a kiss so tender.

I want to know what it means to be in love. But in my dictionary 'in love' is indefinable.

Clear. Cold. Empty. Like how I feel right now. Love is strange. One minute you’re jungle fever. The next you’re Artic winter.

Christmas is far and away my favorite holiday. I love everything about it, from the event that inspired it, hoping for a white one, to wrapping presents. But mostly I love having family and friends gathered, and sharing traditions.

Alone everything changes. Some might call it distorted reality but it's exactly the place I need to be.

Can’t promise I’ll stay. That would be lying. And I’m so, so tired of lies.

School used to be an escape. Now it's just another place with too much pressure, too much confrontation, & so not enough joy.