I change the world, the world changes me.

They swoon over Tom, who preens for them, bowing, which sets them to blushing and giggling. God help us all.

Just once, she'd like to be the exciting one, the girl somebody wanted.

Just once I’d like to meet a fella who isn’t a phony. Somebody who doesn’t wanna buy me a fur so he can show me off to his boys.

Goodbye," I whisper at last, when it no longer matters and there is no one to hear it but the window.

You couldn't be perfect enough to keep the world from betraying you.

When you looked up to the sky and cried 'Why?' sometimes the sky shrugged, yet other times it answered with warm assurance of linked hands.