It's just that I learned a while ago that the best way to get people to like you is not to like them too much.

I have guts, just not when it counts.

She's cute, I thought, but you don't need to like a girl who treats you like you're ten: You've already got a mom.

You can't just make me different and then leave. You can't. You can't change me and make my whole life centered around you, then leave.

still, what could i say? that i didn't just feel depressed - instead, it was like the depression was the core of me, of every part of me, from my mind to my bones? that if he got blue, i got black? that i hated those pills so much, because i knew how much i relied on them to live?

It's hard to believe in coincidence, but it's even harder to believe in anything else.

Right. I'd forgotten about her.' He shook his head. 'That keeps happening.