She bent her neck back and kissed him like she never had before. Like she wasn't scared of doing it wrong.

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

A landline is an anchor - busy signals, long distance bills, missed connections and all.

What are the chances you’d ever meet someone like that? he wondered. Someone you could love forever, someone who would forever love you back? And what did you do when that person was born half a world away? The math seemed impossible.

There’s no such thing as handsome princes, she told herself. There’s no such thing as happily ever after.

high school guys only appear hot to high school girls. its something to do with the fluorescent lighting in the classrooms, i think. They're actually really skinny and spotty, and they have giant feet

I don’t think there’s enough of her left.