...Go live ITM." ITM?" In the Mo," Beth elaborated.

Thinking, not for the first time, that life should come with a trapdoor. Just a little exit hatch you could disappear through when you´d utterly and completely mortified yourself. Or when you had spontaneous zit eruptions. “Good book?” he asked, taking it from her and reading the subtitle, “A Guide for Good Girls Who (Sometimes) Want to Be Bad,” out loud. But life did not come with a trapdoor.

It's so nice to have sane friends. I imagine.

You can only run away from a house. Home is something you run toward.

that arctic blast you're feeling? it's the chill coming off my cold shoulder

talking to yourself again, jas? yes, it beats talking to you. oh, time machine back to first grade much? only to visit your brain.

I think it shows that sometimes for one person to keep breathing, something else has to stop." (hardcover page 37)