Fortunately for me, I'm still evolving into the person I'm supposed to be. And though they don't know it yet, and may not come to accept it, I'm done living by their protocols or anyone else's. I'm the only one who will take credit for my successes. And I'm the only one who will take the blame for my mistakes. From now on, I live for me.

I can let my true self shine in front of God.

Ever notice how people wait until they're not going to see you anymore to say something nice to you?

I'm sitting in the bleachers, watching longingly as all the boys and umbumped girls in my Personal Health and Fitness class play Muggle Quidditch. I don't even like the game very much, I think it's silly, but I so miss physical activity that I'd be thrilled if I could run around the gymnasium with a broom between my legs, chasing after the human snitch wearing a gold pinny.

It's just Jessica and Marcus, oxymoronically alone together.

chromosomal dance oh, heavenly happenstance rare creation, you -Marcus (Poetry Spam #22)

You can only really really hurt the ones that you really really love.