Despite everything my mom and doctor and dad have said to me about blame, I can't stop thinking what I know. And I know that my aunt Helen would still be alive today if she just bought me one present like everybody else. She would be alive if I were born on a day that didn't snow.

Why do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we're nothing"; - "We accept the love we think we deserve.

I am writing to you because she said you listen and understand and didn't try to sleep with that person at that party even though you could have.

I don't think we should base so much on weight, muscles, and a good hair day, but when it happens, it's nice. It really is.

You get the right collection of people together and you get the atmosphere together that it is very free where there is no judgment. If you create an atmosphere that is very open you steer the ship.

but my dad said it was no excuse. "But I love him!" I had never seen my sister cry that much. "No, you don't." "I hate you!" "No, you don't." My dad can be very calm sometimes. "He's my whole world." "Don't ever say that about anyone again. Not even me." That was my mom.

Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.