I forgot my watch. Minutes or hours later, when the panic subsides, that is what I most regret. Not coming here in the first place - that seemed like an obvious choice - but my bare wrist, which makes it impossible for me to know how long I have been sitting in this room. My back aches, which is some indication, but it is not definite enough.

I suppose everything is bound to look different when you aren't on your way to die.

Before we sit down, he puts his mouth next to my ear and says, “I like your hair that way.

How is it I know this little about the boy who says he loves me -- the boy whose real name is powerful enough to keep us alive in a train car full of enemies?

Like a wild animal, the truth is too powerful to remain caged.

I only came for Cake" -Tobias Eaton, Divergent

I used to go outside every day and invent these elaborate worlds and scenarios in my head, and when I grew too old for playing pretend, I started to write everything down instead.