Each time, I think I'm never going to write another book. It never gets easier.

If you have just one person believe in you, you'll always find your way

It doesn't matter, anyway, why you like me. Just that you do.

It wasn't until Kiffney-Brown, when I met Jason Talbot, that I really thought I might actually have one of those boyfriend kind of stories to tell the next time I got together with my old friends. Jason was smart, good-looking, and seriously on the rebound after his girlfriend at Jackson dumped him for, in his words, 'a juvenile delinquent welder with a tattoo'.

When he stopped walking and kissed me a few minutes later, it was like time had stopped, with the air, my heart, and the world all so still. And it was this I remembered every other time I was with Marshall.

Holding people away from you, and denying yourself love, that doesn't make you strong. if anything, it makes you weaker. Because you're doing it out of fear.

I would have thought this would make me feel better.. getting to be the one to leave and not the one left behind. But it didn't. Not at all.