I note how calm she looks and how focused she is. She is well-practiced in the art of losing herself. I can't say the same of myself.

When you're a teenager, everything seems like the end of the world, and I don't think that's necessarily a silly thing. You're waking up and becoming aware that the world has problems and those problems affect you, whereas when you're young they don't seem to affect you that much even if you're aware of them. This dystopian trend picks up on that little part of your life where everything feels really extreme and it honors that part of your life and says, "Yeah. It is the end of the world. Look at it."

Change, like healing, takes time.

Ser sincero en todo momento debe requerir valor. Yo no sabría hacerlo.

You don't have to tell me everything right away, but I have to tell you everything right away? Can't you see how stupid that is?

Writing means not just staring ugliness in the face, but finding a way to embrace it.

But now, I am also learning this: we can be mended. We mend each other.