This is my fault. Mine. Making her think I'd be here for her.

Is that all I am? A friend?" "Of course not," I say. "I love you." "Am I the only one?" she asks. "Yes. Completely." First, last, and always.

But its not funny. Not to people who've been told they're losers their whole lives and believe they will never be anything else.

No one else knows I'm alive, which means they won't notice when I'm gone.

I'm scared. What will tomorrow bring? It has to be better than today. It has to.

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

...When I asked [my dad why the sky was blue] he said it was because God's a boy. If God were a girl, the sky would be pink. 'What about sunrise and sunset?' I'd asked. Dad had looked dumbfounded. 'You kids. You think too much.' It frightened me how shallow the gene pool was that Liam and I were wading in.