Would I cheat to save my soul? No. But to save my G.P.A.? Yes.

I hope they remember the good stuff, when I was a baby, a toddler, when they still had hopes and dreams for their little girl, their miracle child. In truth they were good to me. They were only doing what they knew how to do; what they thought was best.

I'd decided to write him and tell him to leave me alone. Please, in a nice way, go away, I really can't deal with you.

What can happen in a few minutes changes you forever.

How does he do it? Live. With the fear of death every day. I don't fear death as much as I fear the thought of living.

Yeah, I loved her. I couldn't help it. She was my brother.

Sometimes I felt as if there were no tomorrows, that everything, my whole life, was crammed into one long day. A continuous stretch of meaningless time. Sometimes I even wished there was no tomorrow, if this was all I had to look forward to.