Few of us can actually change the world. We can only change ourselves. But if enough people took that to heart, the world would change.

And I’m okay, I really am, most of the time. But sometimes, I’m just not.

I never wanted you to get hurt, but i wanted to take you from him.

As for being somewhere you're not supposed to be - maybe you're here for a reason, or there is no reason.

Lucas: I wanted to talk to you after class, but you disappeared. Me: I have another class right after. One of those profs who stops talking, stares at you and waits until you get to your seat if you're late. Lucas: I would probably just walk to my seat even slower. ;)

She chews her lip, staring into my eyes. "Okay... Why did you kiss me in Austin?" I laugh softly and she frowns. "Sorry. That one's too easy." My gaze flicks to her mouth and back. "I'd wanted to kiss you ever since Quinton suggested playing spin the bottle, and by that night in your room, I'd run out of willpower to fight it.

I thought about texting Lucas, but what would i say? That I'd tossed and turned all night, thinking of his hands on me?