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

the not-so-bookish librarian was half angel, half she-devil, so sayeth the rumor mill.

Never accept evil as something you must walk with, something you deserve.

If all you can promise me is today, I'll take it and hope for tomorrow.

It's probably weird to think about an addiction like it's a sentient being, but that's how it feels. Like it's something living inside you. Something you can't get rid of because killing it means killing you.

Girls are impossible to satisfy." "Not every girl." Not me. I'd be happy if he'd just like me a little.

Always before, I just said no, left it solidly there. I waver now. I want to share everything with him. Want to know what he knows, feel what he feels, share the same space he's in.