Even when I didn't know anything else about where I was or what I was supposed to be doing. You were my Wayward, even then. Everything always brought me back to you. Everything.

There wasn't enough chocolate in the world to make this better.

A kiss that was every bit as big and every bit as small as a kiss can be.

I loved her, atom by atom, one burning cell at a time.

I really was alone, and the only thing worse than being alone was having everyone else see how lonely you were

No, I'm too busy trying to deflect your Power of Stupidity. But I don't think I'm strong enough.

I may have been a Wayward, but my way was full of people who loved me. They were the only way I knew