What he did to my heart was sheer, inexplicable, magic.

I don’t think you’re aloud to be homeschooled if you don’t have a home.

Okay that’s it. Now I’m torching this. I just need to score a match.

As much as thinking this upsets me, I'm starting to see that I need the merry-go-round much more than it needs me, and in the end my choice is to hop back on or get left in the dust.

All of a sudden I didn't fit in anywhere. Not at school, not at home...and every time I turned around, another person I'd known forever felt like a stranger to me. Even I felt like a stranger to me.

Sometimes a little discomfort in the beginning can save a whole lot of pain down the road.

Was it so much to ask just to be left alone?