Forever," he vowed, still a little staggered. "That's all I'm asking for," I said.

Lie to me. she whispered. I love you. he said.

non-reality was black, and it didn't hurt so much.

Though there was no sound, there was a change. The atmosphere, which had gone tense at my accusation, relaxed. I wondered how I knew this. I had a strange sensation that I was somehow receiving more than my five senses were giving me - almost a feeling that there was another sense, on the fringes, not quite harnessed. Intuition? That was almost the right word. As if any creature needed more than five senses.

I didn't want the life that made sense. Not if the chaos meant i could have Bella.

Just because I’m resisting the wine doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate the bouquet.

I didn't relate well to people my age. Maybe the truth was that I didn't relate well to people, period. Even my mother, who I was closer to than anyone else on the planet, was never in harmony with me, never on exactly the same page. Sometimes I wondered if I was seeing the same things through my eyes that the rest of the world was seeing through theirs. Maybe there was a glitch in my brain.