I don't make promises in case I can't keep them. Sometimes you can't help it; things stop you.

I know that sentence is long and has too many joining words in it but sometimes, when I'm angry, words burst out of me like a shout, or, if I'm sad, they spill out of me like tears, and if I'm happy my words are like a song. If that happens it's one of my rules not to change them because they're coming out of my heart and not my head, and that's the way they're meant to be.

You might think what I tell you next is all a dream, or that I've imagined it. I can't help it if that's what you think, but I swear it's true. Sometimes the truest things are the hardest to believe.

I wasn't going to let things happen to me any more. I was going to make them happen.

I didn't know what to say when someone's given you a small free kiss in the dark.

I don't make promises in case I can't keep them. Sometimes you can't help it; things stop you.

Then I kissed Max because I loved him, and everyone I had ever loved before had gone away and I had never kissed them goodbye