What makes you different, makes you dangerous.

I feel like someone is pressing me into a mold that does not fit my body, forcing me intothe wrong shape.

There is power in controlling something that can do so much damage - in controlling something, period.

I don't want to stop you. I want you to stop yourself.

How is it I know this little about the boy who says he loves me-

No matter how long you train someone to be brave, you never know if they are or not until something real happens.

Can you be a girl for a few seconds?" "I'm always a girl" I frown. "You know what I mean. Like a silly, annoying girl" I twirl my hair around my finger. "Kay.