When he left, you spent all your energy holding on to him. You could be happy if you let go.

Like a stalker. An obsessed stalker. An obsessed, vampire stalker

I want to be a monster too

That was the first night I dreamed of Eward Cullen.

In the dead silence, all the details suddenly fell into place for me with a burst of intuition. Something Edward didn't want me to know. Something that Jacob wouldn't have kept from me.... It was never going to end, was it?

It was all very childish. Why on earth should Edward have to leave for Jacob to come over? Weren't we past this immaturity?

You know when things are bad when you feel guilty for being rude to vampires. Jacob B. Ch.14