Religion is for followers... Followers and puppets.

I'm sad. Pressed down by sorrow. I'm angry. Pissed at God, if there is one, and the way things are. I'm scared. Confused by the whys. Why are we here? Is there, really, some intelligent design? Why do we cry for someone who leaves us if there's some Grand Pearly Gate in the sky? Why worry about how we build our lives if the ultimate ending for all is death, a single breath away? (358)

Alone, there is only the person inside. I've grown to like her better than the stuck-up husk of me. Alone, there is no perfect daughter, no gifted high school junior, no Kristina Georgia Snow. There is only Bree." (Ellen Hopkins)

Before you, I believed love was making love. Waiting only makes me love you more.

Innocence eroded into nightmare. All because of very bad touch. Love, corrupted.

Forgiveness is easy. Trust is much more difficult, and should never be given lightly.

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