You make your own kinds of mistakes, and I’m sure you’ll have your share of regrets in life. But commitment was never your problem, sweetie. You have a better chance of making this work than most forty-year-olds I know. My little middle-aged child. Luckily, you seem to have found another old soul.

Cerulean left. I wondered if she was from Flower Planet. Blue flowers were rare - one might take a name from that.

Nature taking its course - hunter and prey, the endless circle of life and death.

Making decisions was the painful part for me, the part I agonized over. But once the decision was made, I simply followed through—usually with relief that the choice was made. Sometimes the relief was tainted by despair, like my decision to come to Forks. But it was still better than wrestling with the alternatives.

They wouldn't let me play; only Alice would play games with me anymore.

I hate myself for liking you.

i will always tell you the truth.