Despite whoever created it, it's my world, & the only one I've got. Might as well make the best of it, right? Might as well have a little fun while I'm here. Or a lot of fun. Might be dead tomorrow.

You believe this is a game, and you may be right. But if you think you can play it better than me, think again.

...life is all about chances. You might be safer not taking any. But playing it totally safe means you're only existing. Not living. I want to live.

Cleansed, chlorinated to the point of chemical peel, sore muscles relieved, I felt almost human again. Tiptoe to my room, up a darkened hall, past closed doors, I wondered if I'd ever feel completely human again.

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 did creating a flawless facade become a more vital goal than learning to love the person who lives inside your skin?

Either way, you are in charge. Jealousy works against you. It takes control away from you, hands it over to the opposition. Maintain control.