When we died, no one would know, and that fraction of a moment that was so important to who we were would be gone.

We danced. Remember? I was so proud to have you there, in my arms,in front of other people. Even if you did look like you were having a seizure.

All I knew was, even if she wasn't mine, I wanted to leave her with a smile.

The Swendish queen— whose name I couldn’t pronounce to save my life.

Need someone to talk to? I could tug my ear right now.

The best people all have some kind of scar.

For you, someone kind of quiet and mysterious-" "I'm not mysterious," I interrupted. "You are a little. And sometimes people don't know whether to interpret silence as confidence or fear. They're looking at you like you're a bug so maybe you'll feel like you are one.