It's crazy what you see if you aren't really looking.

I only assumed those dresses were costumes, based on the garish nature of the plumage.

Darkness, real darkness, was more than just a lack of light.

The thing about fate is, are you the master of your fate, or are the stars?

"Well? Is it true? Did she?" "Did she what?" "You know. Fall outta the crazy tree and hit every branch on the way down?"

I said it, just like that. No stupid jokes, no changing the subject. For once, I wasn't embarrassed, because it was the truth. I had fallen. I think I had always been falling. And she might as well know, if she didn't already, because there was no going back now. Not for me.

moments bleed together, no span to time