I um I have this problem. I broke up with my boyfriend you see. And Im pretty upset about it so I wanted to talk to my best friend. ... The thing is theyre both you.

and he suddenly knew that if she killed herself he would die. Maybe not immediately maybe not with the same blinding rush of pain but it would happen. You couldnt live for very long without a heart.

My mother... she is beautiful softened at the edges and tempered with a spine of steel. I want to grow old and be like her.

When you love someone you say their name different. Like its safe inside your mouth.

Im lonely. Why do you think I had to learn to act so independent I also get mad too quickly and I hog the covers and my second toe is longer than my big one. My hair has its own zip code. Plus I get certifiably crazy when Ive got PMS. You dont love someone because theyre perfect. You love them in spite of the fact that theyre not.

The damage was permanent there would always be scars. But even the angriest scars faded over time until it was difficult to see them written on the skin at all and the only thing that remained was the memory of how painful it had been.

I wondered what happened when you offered yourself to someone and they opened you only to discover you were not the gift they expected and they had to smile and nod and say thank you all the same.

You know its never fifty-fifty in a marriage. Its always seventy-thirty or sixty-forty. Someone falls in love first. Someone puts someone else up on a pedestal. Someone works very hard to keep things rolling smoothly someone else sails along for the ride.

If you gave someone your heart and they died did they take it with them Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldnt be filled

You dont love someone because theyre perfect you love them in spite of the fact that theyre not.