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.

Donneven, Bettaquit and Mmmhmmmm

There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.

Believe in yourself up here and it will make you stronger than you could ever imagine.

I was so scared about being discovered, but nobody came. Nobody heard. In my own ears, though, my sobs sounded primal and scary, like something I would have turned off if I'd been able to.

We can't expect everybody to be there for us, all at once. So it's a lucky thing that really, all you need is someone.

I mean, to me, freaking out is different. More of a running away, not telling anyone what's wrong, slowly simmering until you burst kind of thing.