I didn't know it was possible to simultaneously hate and ache for someone.
Umbrellas are so small and sad and easy to forget.
How could I have ever for a moment believed I wasn't in love with him?
So what do I wish for? Something I'm not sure I want? Someone I'm not sure I need? Or someone I know I can't have?
I don't believe in fashion. I believe in costume. Life is too short to be same person every day.
What my parents never considered is that I just wanted a choice.