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I'm going to spend my whole summer changing the expressions on Jonah Daniels's face.

I didn't want to die. I was just trying to feel something.

A cherry pie isn't a failure just because you eat it all. It's perfect for what it is, and then it's gone.

I think I've loved you since that first day.

God," he mutters. "Most girls love it when I write them a song."
"Well, I'm not most girls," I snap at him

It's too damn hard to watch someone else get what you want.

I struggle to maintain a facade of only mild interest in him.

I take a step closer to her because that's my impulse - to be near her.

I'm looking for somekind of permanence, so my mark will linger on the world once I'm gone, in the places where I found joy.." -Page 81

Do you want me to beg you? Do you want me to say please? Then this song is the rest of my pride, girl. This song is me down on my knees.

Younger girls stand with their moms alongside countless girls our age in matching outfits - blazers and horseshoe necklaces and ballet flats.

Laughter feels like our flotation device -- it won't pull us out of the storm, but it might carry us through, if we can just hang on.

He grinned. "I knew you loved me, Tessa."

Tessa's cheeks reddened. "One more word, and I WILL have Morgan give you the consent lecture.

God, Jonah, keep up.

So far away, but so beautiful. So powerful. I can always feel it tugging at me.

I am honestly trying to live this life while I can. The emotion swells around me, into this huge, humid feeling that I must be doing something right.

You can be okay again. Just a different kind of okay than before.

My eyes fill, hot with tears. Because, apparently, casual crying is just something that I do now.

I like your orange dog." Nadia taps her finger near the fox I'm trying to draw.
I lean against my hand to hide my smile. "Thanks.

After all, once there was a girl named Lucy who loved her family, old and new.
It's not the type of love that ends.

I know it's difficult to bare your heart, but it's the least stupid thing in the world.

He's the 'him' in every sentence that really matters; he's the 'he' in every song.

Matt's still watching my face closely, as if nerdy glasses are going to manifest on my face.

We're born alone, and we die alone.

But life is not evens and odds and solving for x. And sadness? Sadness is an equation made of all variables.

I'm a taped-together girl, but I can carry my own baggage.

Okay," he said, leaning closer to me. "I have a proposition for you." Dear God, let it be marriage, I thought.

My dark days made me strong. Or maybe I already was strong, and they made me prove it.

Her laugh sounds like wind chimes.

I wanted to live in Lucy and Ricky's world, where the blunders of life were righted in one neat half hour. They made it look easy.

Beginning again gets easier with each step.

I was too tired, too sad, too much of everything.

I felt so sad that it felt like my rib cage was collapsing in on itself.

I think I might love you too.

Oh, please. You do.

Last year, they curled their inky arms around me until my Technicolor world became crackling gray static. Until I felt nothing but blankness.

I may be stumbling through these steps, but at least I'm stumbling forward.

The glow of my birthday candles and the fairy lights would have been more than enough. But Jonah Daniels? He lit up my whole world.

Love extra, even if it means you hurt extra,too

You're always preparing yourself for the thing that is most likely to happen, instead of hoping for the thing that you most want to happen.

Mmmph.' I grunt this to myself in the helpless way you do when something is just so damn delicious. Yeah, I made it, but...what can I say? I'm good.

Every once in a while, her temper flashes. It's like she's exhausted from beating down her demons.

It was easy for me to be honest with him because there was nothing to lose.

We know there are three little words branded inside my heart: Jonah was here.

If you want to push someone away, I strongly recommend rambling about death and theology. That oughta do it.

She rediscovered me under all that rubble, and that means I'll always be a little bit hers.

His smile doesn't hide his own aching chest.

Nothing, not even sadness could be greater than the sum of us.

I don't feel like being touched by anyone or anything except the clouds.

I can't surround myself with people who are hiding their pain beneath swagger and a grin.

I guess it's like seeing beauty in simplicity and nature. In fleeting moments and even in decay.

Stop documenting the moment for a second, he told me. Just be in it.

Dee penned my name into the lyrics of her first single, "Open Road Summer.

A nightmare, a memory. A thing can be both.
I stare up at the ceiling. White, white, white. The emptiness of it aches.

I'd like to see everything for myself, doctor. The whole world.

After all, the night sky is a mess of stars -- a million fireflies crammed into infinity. But the mess becomes a map once you know how to use it.

I drink coffee for the taste, of course, since caffeine is the last thing I need. Most of the things I do in life are for flavor, not necessity

A rigid old tree like me--it snaps in a raging storm. The pliant tree bends in the rain and survives.

I swear his looks are pure Darwinism. If he wasn't so cute, someone would have killed him for being annoying by now.

It's like being at an animal shelter, where I want to be the one the most skittish dog takes a liking to.

His eyes are somewhere between gray and blue, and his hair is somewhere between brown and blond, and I am somewhere between hostile and attracted.

Should have, should have, should have. I'm sick of those words biting at my ankles no matter where I walk.

We're all Elizabeths when we need to be.

People with tattoos are like evangelicals, ever eager to spread their gospel. - Reagan

I don't remember that." He shook his head. "Of course you don't. You were in another world, completely occupied with whatever you were reading.

Darkness might keep flooding in, but I finally had just enough light to find the way back to myself.

But my mom says the best revenge is living well, and I believe her.

Knowing what happens is different from knowing how it happens. And the getting there is the best part.

Like you had been drowning, and the book was air.

I close my eyes, trying to decipher how it feels.

There should be a word for this feeling: spectacularity or burstsomeness.

In friendship we are all debtors. We all owe each other for a thousand small kindnesses, for little moments of grace in the chaos.

I think it's the bravest thing in the world - to run straight at love, even knowing how badly you could get hurt.

Whose empire did you just overthrow?" My own.

Matt's low voice, and Dee's hoarse giggling make a summer soundtrack I'll replay even when the tour is over.

I like the way the word feels against my mouth - soft, unassuming, even soothing.