And she was good to me: strong, fun, and fiercely loyal. And if I didn't have many other friends because of her-most girls were intimidated by her looks, or thought she was too pushy, or just flat-out feared for their boyfriends-it never bothered me. I never missed having a wide, thick circle of girlfriends: Rina was more than enough. We were comfortable with each other's flaws and weaknesses, so we stuck together and kept to ourselves.

You just had to know where to look.

You get what you give, but also what you're willing to take.

Life's too short to worry about the little things. Enjoy what you have today, not what you might get tomorrow

If this was my instinct talking, I didn‟t want to hear what it was saying.

Sometimes. It was a good escape. Until, you know, it wasn‟t.

In a way, I was almost happy to see her. The worst part of me, out in the flesh. Blinking back at me in the dim light, daring me to call her a name other than my own.