But Mary Elizabeth felt different. She kept saying it was an "articulate" film. So "articulate." And I guess it was. The thing is, I didn't know what it said even if it said it very well.

If the advice is simply to respect yourself and follow the path that you want to follow, that would be the best advice I could ever pass on.

I am very interested and fascinated how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other.

When I was driving home, I just thought about the word 'special'. And I thought the last person who said that about me was my Aunt Helen. I was very grateful to have heard it again. Because I guess we all forget sometimes. And I think everyone is special in their own way. I really do.

The inside jokes weren't jokes anymore. they had become stories

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.

So what's the point of using words nobody else knows or can say comfortably? I just don't understand that.