I think the short story is a very underrated art form. We know that novels deserve respect.

Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and adventures are the shadow truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes and forgotten.

You're brave. You are the bravest person I know, and you are my friend. I don't care if you are imaginary.

The future came and went in the mildly discouraging way that futures do.

I hope that this year, you make mistakes. If you do, then it means you have tried, learned, lived, pushed yourself, changed you and your world, and most importantly, you've done something.

I know not whether you came to me or I to you. Not whether it was a dream, asleep or awake. I am lost in the darkness of a downcast heart. Dream or reality. Let it be decided tonight.

Everything here is so weak, little girl. Everything breaks so easily. They want such simple things.