So I just decided to relax into it, bumpy and crazy as it might be, and try for once to just go along for the ride.

All you could do was take on as much weight as you can bear. And if you're lucky, there's someone close enough by to shoulder the rest.

I had to wonder whether it was possible that this wasn’t already decided for me, and if maybe, just maybe, this was my one last chance to try and prove it. There was no way to know. There never is. But I reached out and took it anyway.

He wasn't what I'd thought he was; maybe he never had been. I wasn't what I'd thought I was, either.

All the bitchy girls in the world are just a training ground for what men can do to you.

Everyone had a forever.

It is kind of hard to hold a lot in. But for me… it’s sometimes even harder to let it out.