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Bree was not an invention, not a stranger. Bree was the essence of me.

Love is for children and dimwads.

In a woman's womb.
another chance.
to make the world better.

There is only Bree.

With you, I am Eve. And you are my beautiful Adam. Let's run away, find our garden, live there together, happy. Naked.

It's just so hard to feel good, you know? I do know. And more than that, it's just so incredibly hard to feel. (54)

Too much to take in, too much to purge. Why must every memory, once sweet, dead end in such ugliness?

If you worry about falling down, and never 'up,' the sky will remain forever out of reach.

What's the point of being a hero when everyone thinks you're a villain?

Smile. Nod. Say
something witty
before he finds
out what an incredible
geek you are.

Not slumber, but sleep just this side of waking, where dreams fuse with reality.

Love is just another word for sex.

Harder yet to get back up without tripping and falling all over again.

Hurt. Enough to want to make someone else hurt too.

Home

...Home.
...the word,
...has
...no
...meaning

Have to Find

...life
...is
...a -
...gamble
...after
...all.

Hell isn't some fiery pit "down there." It's right here on Earth, in every dirty city, every yawning town.

God wasn't love, couldn't be love. Because for me, love was a corpse.

Possibilities
... in the closet
... itching
... to break out
... but afraid of
... the fallout

Real life is inefficient, disorganized, and sometimes haffling. It's also messy and cluttered with distractions that obscure the trajectory of story.

Your hurt swallows ine, like space swallows time, and the two intertwine. We tangle together.

I get so nervous when im around you i start to studder

Even good girls have secrets, ones even their best friends must guess.

I can't change what has happened in the past, Kaeleigh. I can only promise to make the future better.

Not sure if there is a God or why some all-powerful being would give half a damn about the likes of me.

This time when we kiss, I feel it in the pit of my stomach, I feel it in my heart. And I realize love isn't about sex. It's about connection.

Just keep on shining that light. The rest will take care of itself.

The best thing about my mom being such
a bitch is not worrying
about trying to make her
proud of me.

We used to do coke, till "Just Say No" put the stuff out of reach. Now it's crank. Meth. The monster. It's a bitch on the body, but damn do you fly.

Forgive myself for what, exactly, you bastard internal voice?

Why is mania bad, if it means you're on top of the world, where everything is white? Bright.

The wind kicks in stronger, branches clatter. Or maybe skeletons. Bones of abandonment. Ghosts that will never be.

She's incredible, not that she's perfect. But you once said imperfections create character.

Love without trust is nothing more than infatuation.

Forgiveness is easy. Trust is much more difficult, and should never be given lightly.

Denial is a powerful thing. It makes you believe lies.

They say, when facing the onslaught of tooth and claw, a creature's heart can simply quit.

I wish I were worthy of his love. (Any love.)I should tell him to run. But I can't. I need him.

Life isn't fair, and luck? That is something you create.

Every high has an equal, measurable low.

Because to tell you the truth, most of the time dying seems pretty much like my only means of escape

My grandmother used to say God gives us drought years-years drained of happiness-to prepare us for bounteous times. I'm more than ready for bounty.

Don't give away your power.

Happiness is a bull's-eye, awaiting arrows of pain.

I'm okay. Except..." God! "I totally want you.

I think it's better to be obsessed than to be depressed ... I think pushing to get what you want can't be so awful. I think it's key to success.

It [death] chokes you, gags you, but you have to pretend that you're doing just fine, not trembling with this fear because the end is close.

You think God would let a girl do something special?

Can 'love and obey' possibly go together?

There are more imperfect diamonds than flawless stones.

Once

...Why
...lie?
...when
...truth is
...the easier path

As the old saying goes, sometimes loving someone means letting them go.

Nobody seems to care that with every push to live up to their expectations, my own dreams vaporize.

Secrets are destructive.

Starving for a high, a place to hang out inside my own head. Starving for touch. Pain, even. A way to feel. I need to feel.

Living means taking chances. Risks. Playing safe all the time is being dead inside, even if you happen to still be breathing.

male/female, male/male,
female/female. Love.

Death Is only the easy way out if you are the one who dies.

Good thing loving someone doesn't require caring about their parents.

He did seem like a nice boy. Seeming and being are two different things.

I still care for you, you know..
That phrase again. Everyone cares for me. They just don't know how to love me.

Anger is easier than forgiveness.

I love you so much when i see you i get butterflies

My priest tells me i should not date a mormon but im just too in love with you that i'm willing to take risks

One kiss, I was totally hooked.

Then I said it. He said it too. I love you. And everything that went before meant nothing.

The more I think about it, the more I believe there has to be a subtle yet satisfying method of revenge.

Hot flush, raging bluch. Ice flash, instant crash.

Never say never, dear.
You might be surprised at what you can do, should circumstances dictate

There are people who think it's easier to write books in verse, and it's definitely not.

The longer we try to hold on to each other, the more it will hurt when we finally fall apart.

I hope I'm never a mom. But if I am, I'll make damn sure my kids look up to me.

The not-so-bookish librarian was half angel, half she-devil, so sayeth the rumor mill.

Even as a kid I had to be the adult.

As long as I could forever stay his little princess.

With you, I am Adam. & you are my beautiful Eve. Let's run away, find our garden, live there together, help.

Puzzle pieces don't always connect do they?

When You Weren't Looking
... why.
... Can't you
... care
... more
... about
... me.

Bad choices or good, if you never take chances, someone else will build your life for you.

I mean, who wants to trudge through life, doing
everything just right? Taking no chances means
wasting your dreams.

Love is strange. One minute you're jungle fever. The next you're Arctic winter.

Built by pain and drive.

I'm right as sin - it's the rest of the world that's wrong.

I write poetry anyway and have for years and years. For me, putting fiction and poetry together is like the best of both worlds.

Loss is loss. Doesn't take death to create it.

Don't Stop ... down, ... Down there ... down where ... monsters, ... Run!

But I so want to walk that razor's edge,
Take feeling to a whole new level.

Defiance rose up like vomit. I swung back and yelled, Don't ever do that again!

Wishful thinking pretty much always comes back to slap you in the face.

You want to shout, can't you see I'm here? Can't you see I'm brand new? Can't you see me at all?

No one there's gonna tell. They got their own secrets,

Sorry. But I don't need some money-grubbing preacher defining my relationship with God.

The portal to pain is caring too deeply about anyone.

Back turned, you don't have to look at what you've left behind. And the first person who turned their back on you can't watch you break down and cry.

You gotta be crazy to open your windows, invite the demons in.

Grown up? Me? I suppose I have. Killing things, and almost killing myself, must have changed me some, after all.

I mean, if you're gonna purposely lose your mind, you want to get it back some day. Don't you? Okay, maybe not.

I think God cares more about how you treat others than who you sleep with.

I know there's no such thing as forever. So what can we be, in the now?

What I've learned is just how resilient love can be. You can beat it, pound it into pulp, but killing it is hard to do.