Face flushed, I shook my head and stared at my white-knuckled grip on the bed. Of all my pet peeves, condescending adults were probably at the top of the list.

she waited to change , and i waited to change , and we both wanted what we couldn't have

What about us? Can i see you again? You can say no. You'd crush all my hopes and dreams, but it's an option.

Creative" "Dangerously emo.

Joseph Beringer...dances around behind me singing some poorly rhymed and slightly dirty song about my [racing] odds at my skirts. 'I don't even wear skirts,' I snap at him. 'Especially,' he says, 'in my daydreams.

My whole life, I had thought that my story was, again and again: Once upon a time, there was a boy, and he had to risk everything to keep what he loved. But really, the story was: Once upon a time, there was a boy, and his fear ate him alive.

It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.