The story you are afraid to write is usually the one you are meant to tell.

There were two kinds of people in our town. The stupid, and the stuck.

Loneliness is holding the one you love When you know you might never hold him again. Even lost in the darkness My heart will find you The soul die at the hand of the one who carries it. If I could find a place to run away Hidden safely, I would be there today. The darkest daylight finds me.

We're gonna be late for English, and I gotta take these pantyhose off on the way. I'm gettin' a serious wedgie.

I'd ridden to school with Link every day since kindergarten, when we became best friends after he gave me half his Twinkie on the bus. I only found out later it had fallen on the floor.

I needed to touch her, like I needed to breathe.

Maybe there isn't a meaning to life. Maybe there's only a meaning to living.