You just had to know where to look.

I always wrote about girls that went to the beach and had that summer that changed everything. So I was interested in what it would be like to live in a tourist town where everyone has these life changing experiences, but your whole life is there.

Accepting all the good and bad about someone. It's a great thing to aspire to. The hard part is actually doing it.

I hadn't said goodbye. It had been easier, like always, to just disappear, sparing myself the messy details of another farewell. Now, my fingers hovered over my track pad, moving the cursor down to his comment section before I stopped myself. What was the point? Anything I said now would only be an afterthought. Elizabeth who goes by her middle name

Look. We both know life is short, Macy. Too short to waste a single second with anyone who doesn't appreciate and value you.

n the dark everyone felt the same: the edges blurred. When I think of myself then, what I was like two years ago, I feel like a wound in a bad place, prone to be bumped on corners or edges. Never able to heal.

But that was the problem with having the answers. It was only after you gave them that you realized they sometimes weren't what people wanted to hear.