Different isn't evil, it's just different.
Silk didn't care if it slid over scars or smooth, untouched skin. I'd earned my right to be paranoid.
Not dating is a choice, not a failure.
I wanted to wipe the grin off his face with a fist. I resisted the urge. Who says I have no self-control?
If I wasn't dead already, I'd said I was having a heart attack.
I used to think I knew what was right and what was wrong, and who the good guys are, and who the bad guys are. Then the world got very gray, and I didn't know anything for a long time