Most of us won't see one another after graduation, and even if we do it will be different. We'll be different. We'll be adults--cured, tagged and labeled and paired and identified and placed neatly on our life path, perfectly round marbles set to roll down even, well-defined slopes.

We're killers, all of us: We kill our lives, our past selves, the things that mattered. We bury them under slogans and excuses.

it seemed a lifetime ago i'd lain in bed with Lena and felt her breath tickling my chin and held her while she slept, felt her heart beating through her skin to mine. it was a lifetime ago. everything was different.

That's the thing about faith. It works.

What glitters may not be gold; and even wolves may smile; and fools will be led by promises to their deaths.

Life isn't life if you just float through it.

I’ve always hated being looked at.