I wondered if the person who really loves you is the person who knows all your stories, the person who WANTS to know all your stories.

My heart was a little bit broken, but I still had to go to school. I buttoned my dress shirt over it and my winter coat, too. I hoped it didn't show too much.

Covers matter. In my experience, a different cover can make you think you're reading an entirely different book.

Each period had required me to be a slightly different person, and that was exhausting. I wondered if school had always felt this way and whether it was like this for everone.

I have so much paperwork. I'm afraid my paperwork has paperwork.

That Woman is in love with her own grief.

It was such a sweet, sad song with such sweet, sad lyrics. Old-fashioned a little, but also timeless.