I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everyone was, especially me.

I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everyone was, especially me.

I don’t want to start thinking again. Not like I have this last week. I can’t think again. Not ever again.

I really do love my sister. Especially when she's nice.

There are rules you follow here not because you want to, but because you have to.

Harold and Maude' was a seminal movie for me because it's not only a beautiful love story, but it's also about the moment when misfits find each other.

I used to listen to it all the time when I was little and thinking about grown-up things. I would go to my bedroom window and stare at my reflection in the glass and the trees behind it and just listen to the song for hours. I decided then that when I met someone I thought was as beautiful as the song, I should give it to that person. And I didn’t mean beautiful on the outside. I meant beautiful in all ways.