Once upon a time, Sleeping Beauty decided to take a nap from which she would never wake up.
Of course you want to get to know her. But at the same time, you want to feel like you already know her. That you will know her instantly. Such a fairy tale.
Nick is right, the Olsen twins do have a worrisome co-dependent relationship. I understand those bitches, though, I really do.
My pinky finger crept over and nestled against his, for comfort. Like a magnet, his pinky finger latched onto and intertwined with mine. I like magnets a whole lot.
My heart literally aches, that shit is not made up; it hurts for an unexpected, brief time warp of suddenly wanting and longing and believing, but then not having.
Memo to Merle Haggard: Miracles really do happen. I
Maybe the simple diagnosis of either hetero or homo is misleading. Maybe there’s just sexuality, and it’s bendable and unpredictable, like a circus performer,
Many years ago, he owned a neighborhood family grocery store on Avenue A in the East Village.
Jealousy hot flashes through my body, a thunderbolt crashing through.
I’m looking for Fat Hoochie Prom Queen, I declared.He did not respond.It’s a book, I said. Not a person.Nope. Nothing.At the very least, can you tell me the author?He looked at his computer, as if it...
It's a paradox, isn't it? The people you know the most, the people you love the most-you're also going to feel the parts of them you don't know the most
It was one of those moments when you feel the future so much that it humbles the present. Her absence was palpable, even though she was still in the room.
It is much harder to lie to someone's face.But.It is also much harder to tell the truth to someone's face.
In the future, I decided I would tackle the solitude thing more enthusiastically, so long as solitude meant I could also walk in the park and pet a few dogs and pass them treats.
If I’m just The Guy With Norah, that’s cool. Right now, that’s all I want to be. All the other things I am—they’re too complicated. I can feel them lying in wait, planning their return.
I've given him more mixed signals than a dyslexic Morse code operator.
I've always resented Hermione, because I wanted to be her so badly and she never seemed to appreciate as much as I thought she should that she got be her. She got to live at Hogwarts and be friends wi...
I'm mad at global warming for all the obvious reasons, but mostly I'm mad at it for ruining Christmas. This time of year is supposed to be about teeth-chattering, cold weather that necessitates coats,...
I wanted to live inside it, not write in it.
I want to be the girl Zhara once was. Hellbeast Maybe I am, already. I go to Astrid's drawer. I take: her knife. In the siding of the drawer, I notice her scrawl carved into the wood. She wrote: To op...