I'm just here to be your friend. Your best friend, one last time.

Too young,too young,she chanted to herself. Wrong,of course. I was older than her grandfather but according to my driver's license,she was right.

Alice! You know I love you like a sister!" "Words." she growled.

After eighteen years of being utterly ordinary, I finally found that I can shine" -Bella Swan <3

No point in ignoring the truth. Doesn't make it worse to have it said out loud.

And then we continued blissfully into this small but perfect piece of our forever.

I was an empty shell. Like a vacant house―condemned―for months I'd been utterly uninhabitable. Now I was a little improved. The front room was in better repair. But that was all―just the one small piece. He deserved better than that―better than a one-room, falling-down fixer-upper. No amount of investment on his part could put me back in working order.