There’s an alone that calls out for rescue—but this appeared to be an alone that wanted to be left alone.
The worse people feel the next day, the better the party.
The sound of the ocean breaking our silence was like chocolate syrup poured into a glass of milk, dispersing into awkward dark clumps while waiting to be stirred.
The Strand proudly proclaims itself as home to eighteen miles of books. I have no idea how this is calculated. Does one stack all the books on top of each other to get the eighteen miles? Or do you pu...
One of the failures of cellular communication is that tiredness often comes across as sadness.
One of the failures of cellular communication is that tiredness often comes across as sadness. But I appreciate your concern.
I lost myself immediately in one of the books, only emerging when the phone rang.Dashiell? my father intoned. As if someone else with my voice might be answering the phone at my mother’s apartment.Yes...
I kind of hate Nick right now, too, but there's someone else higher on my list, someone I hate more than Saddam Hussein and any asshole named Bush combined, hate more than that fuckhead who canceled '...
I feel like you may be a special and kind person. And I would like to make it my business to know special and kind people. Especially if they are boys my age.
Snarl sent me candy! Oh, how I might love him!)
You know that feeling? That feeling when you just want the right thing to fall into the right place, not only because it's right, but because it will mean that such a thing is still possible?
Why do girls always fall for guys with the attention span of drosophila?
Their first date was at the symphony. How mean can a guy be who likes Mozart? I hope, at least.
Tal told me he loved me, and told me and told me, but you don't tell someone that and then tell them they're not experienced enough in bed and should read a book or something to learn, or they should...
She told me if I clean all the ashes out of the grate, then I’ll be able to help my sisters get ready for the ball.
Perhaps it's not that I'm frigid-- it's that once I decide I like a guy, I turn into a raging idiot, unfit for public appearances.
No. I can’t change. I shouldn’t change.
I’ve never understood why looking hot has to be equated with sex and conquest. Whatever happened to anticipation, to courtship, to true love? Can’t a person look hot and not have it mean something?
It was Chaos on Glitter Ice. A massacre of librarians.
I know it’s technically goodwill to all men, but in my mind, I drop the men because that feels segregationist/elitist/sexist/generally bad ist.Goodwill shouldn’t be just for men. It should also apply...