You matter as much as the things that matter to you. And I got so backwards trying to matter to him. All this time, there were real things to care about: real, good people who care about me, and this place. It's so easy to get stuck. You just get caught in being something, being special or cool or whatever, to the point where you don't even know why you need it; you just think you do.

We all romanticize the people we adore.

A Margo for each of us--and each more mirror than window.

3 whole Catfish, Wrapped separately Veet (It’s for Shaving your legs Only you don’t Need A razor. It’s with all the Girly cosmetic stuff) Vaseline six pack, Mountain Dew One dozen Tulips one Bottle Of water Tissues One Can of blue Spray paint

You're not a little kid anymore. You need to make friends, get out of the house, and live your life.

I like to build places online where readers can have productive conversations about books.

There's some people in this world who you can just love and love and love no matter what.