Was true love when you wanted to slap someone and kiss him madly at the same time?

But I know that I'm not who I was supposed to be. Who I could have been. And I know it's because I was too afraid for too long.

It was any outcast's nightmare. If I looked carefully, I suspected I might find it beneath the black paint of the small acrylic by the window.

I'm not saying I'm glad it happened. Not exactly. But I'm not sorry to be the person I am today, and to have the life I have now. Even though it's not what I thought I wanted for my future, a year ago, it is what I want now.

From all of us Scarborough girls, greetings and thanks. This task required two, working together, trusting each other. It required the "us," not the "I." For that is true love, is it not?

There is nothing in this world that I want or need, but you.

Sometimes the people who mean you harm, are the ones that say they love you.