The fact was, I didn't know if I was built for happy endings.

Mum liked to say that some things happen for a reason, that sometimes obstacles were there to stop you from doing something stupid.

I sense that his drowning but I don't have any idea of how to start to put my hand into the water and save him.

Clutter is my natural habitat.

Cole sat back up, slowly, and I opened my eyes. His expression, as ever, was blank, the face he wore when something mattered. He said, "That's how I would kiss you, if I loved you.

whether they'll write the story of my life as a tragedy or an epic fantasy... I was wondering if it was going to be a kiss at the end, or sad music and a sweeping camera shot over the fields I once roamed freely. I'm hoping for the kiss, but expecting the sweeping camera shot.

I was born with these eyes. I was born for this life.