I think about dying every day, because I can't stop thinking about living.

She smiled as sweetly as a show poster for the glorified, all-American Ziegfeld girl just before dumping her second cigarette into Wally’s fresh cup of coffee.

We are English, and I expect you to behave as such. No more crying.

I hate this place,” Tiara whimpered. “It’s super creepy. Like a haunted Chuck E. Cheese’s where the games all want to kill you and you never get your pizza.

There's a lot about discovering who you are and how difficult that is. And it never stops.

Sitting in my favorite coffeehouse with a new notebook and a hot cup of java is my idea of Heaven.

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