I didn't realize then what a privilege that was: to be bored with your best friend; to have time to waste.

My heart shoots into my throat every time I think I see his loping walk, or catch sight of some floppy brown hair on a boy - but it's never him, and each time it isn't, my heart does a reverse trajectory down into the very pit of my stomach.

Each step is more difficult than the last; the heaviness fills me and turns my limbs to stone. You must hurt or be hurt.

I'm not ugly but I'm not pretty either. Everything is in-between. I have eyes that aren't green or brown, but a muddle. I'm not thin but I'm not fat either. the only thing you could definitely say about me is that: I'm short

Requiem has been controversial because people dont feel I gave it closure.

Sometimes I'm afraid to go to sleep because of what I'm leaving behind.

...if you are one tardy away from missing out on a big competition, you should probably make your coffee at home.