The Story of Solomon is the only way I know how to explain. And then, in smaller letters: Forgive me.

My boyfriend's an idiot," I say as soon as he lurches away."A cute idiot," Ally corrects me."That's like saying 'a cute mutant.' Doesn't exist.

Things That Don't Matter When You've Lived the Same Day Six Times and Died on at Least Two of Them: Lunch meats and their relative coolness.

Everyone just wasting time because they have so much of it to waste, minutes slipping by on who's with who and did you hear.

Nothing has ever been so painful or delicious as being so close to him and being unable to do anything about it: like eating ice cream so fast on a hot day you get a splitting headache.

This is the strange way of the world, that people who simply want to love are instead forced to become warriors.

i suppose that's the secret, if you're ever wishing for things to back the way they were. You just have to look up.