How in the world was I alone? Because I wanted to be. That's all I can say. It's all that makes sense to me.

Why would anyone say this stuff about themselves on the Internet? It's crazy!

When the right moment appears, the key is to not let it pass.

You can't go back to how things were. How you thought they were. All you really have is...now.

This time, for the first time, I saw the possibilities in giving up. I even found hope in it.

I wanted people to trust me, despite anything they'd heard. And more than that, I wanted them to know me. Not the stuff they thought they knew about me. No, the real me. I wanted them to get past the rumors. To see beyond the relationships I once had, or maybe still had but that they didn't agree with.

He looks out into the empty street, allowing me to sit in his car and just miss her. To miss her each time I pull in a breath of air. To miss her with a heart that feels so cold by itself, but warm when thoughts of her flow through me.