The first thing I did when I got inside was turn on the kitchen light. Then I moved to the table, putting my dad's iPod on the speaker dock, and a Bob Dylan song came on, the notes familiar. I went into the living room, hitting the switch there, then down the hallway to my room, where I did the same. It was amazing what a little noise and brightness could do to a house and a life, how much the smallest bit of each could change everything. After all these years of just passing through, I was beginning to finally feel at home.

Being brave and self-confident doesn't necessarily start inside...It starts with the rest of the world, and it leads back to you.

During this time we've been apart, it's you I've thought of when I'm at my weakest, and you who have pulled me through.

Of course it hurts", she grumbled, tipping my head further back. "Life sucks. Get over it

You want to take me to a movie?" I asked. "Well, not really," he said. "What I really want is for you to be my girlfriend. But I thought saying that might scare you off.

Sometimes it seems safer to hold it all in, where the only person who can judge is yourself.

Who knew three dots could make such a difference? Like everything else, a love or a wish or whatever, it was all in the way you read it.