I'm scared. What will tomorrow bring? It has to be better than today. It has to.
I knew right then and there nothing was ever going to change. It wouldn't matter if I was tall or short or fat or thin or absent every day. I was a loser from birth.
You would never understand, Kim. You think I'm normal; you wish I was.
Everything seems to be working." Except me. I'm broken.
...the man of my dreams is a girl.
Who becomes you? No one. No one should become me. When I die, I don't want my body or soul inhabited. I wouldn't wish me on anyone.