Tonight I want to stand on the side of a cliff and look down, dare the wind to gust and knock me off. Everyone thinks that falling to your death is the worst thing that can happen. But that’s a lie. The worst thing is to be alive for no reason.

Alarmed, I realized what my visceral reaction implied: jealousy. Over a guy I barely knew, with whom I’d exchanged more saliva than sentences.

there's not a boy on the planet worth this amount of angst. I know; i used to be one

He brushed my tears from my face. "How did I find you?

That's how they say it: He loves you in his own way. Well, what about my way? What if I need for him to love me in my way?

So when do we get to the junk-kicking?

Too much quiet left me depressed and consuming condiments for meals.