But he kept finding new pockets of shallow inside himself. He kept finding new ways to betray her.

But I saw this video, not even the whole thing, and I just knew that it was going to be my favorite song for...for the rest of my life. And it still is. It's still my favorite song... Lincoln, I said you were cute because I didn't know how to say--because I didn't think I was allowed to say--anything else. But every time I saw you, I felt like I did the first time I heard that song.

I don't want to do anything. I don't even want to start this day because then I'll just be expected to finish it.

She wanted to lose herself in him. To tie his arms around her like a tourniquet. If she showed him how much she needed him, he'd run away.

She carried herself like she was exactly the size everyone else wanted to be.

Eggnog reminds me of mucus." "Me, too. But in a good way.

Ah...' Park said, pained. 'What?' 'Those are alphabetized.' 'It's okay. I know the alphabet.' 'Right.' He looked embarrassed. 'Sorry.