Because promises matter. They matter now more than ever.

I stare at her. I've always known that it's impossible to argue with Belinda, not because she's particularly good at it, but because she's so bad at it- that there is no common ground to work from. She simply sees the world she wants to see it and no amount of logic can change her mind.

It isn't that the lies are too beautiful to resist. It's that the truth is too hideous to face.

But monsters, I now know, come in all shapes and sizes, and only their appetite for human flesh defines them.

I thought I knew what loneliness was before he found me, but I had no clue. You don't know what real loneliness is until you've known the opposite.

You can only call someone crazy if there’s someone else who’s normal. Like good and evil. If everything was good, then nothing would be good.

In case you're an alien and you're reading this: BITE ME.