I don't know why I didn't have this sixth sense or whatever it is all along, but part of me thinks maybe it means I'm growing up, evolving into a real superhero. Like maybe the world knew I couldn't h...
And my chest swells with an emotion I'm not familiar with . . . happiness? Pride? I'm not sure what it is, but I suddenly feel compelled to do things that will make me feel this way all the time, whic...
Once in my room I don't have a goddamn clue what to do.
It's hard to know what happy is if you're not sure if you've felt it before.
Letting go seems like the most powerful thing I could do.And so I do.I just let it all go.And it feels glorious.
I should feel energized and powerful, invulnerable and potent, but all I feel is lost.
Destiny doesn't always come when it's convenient or when you think it should. It comes when you're ready, whether you know it or not.
I sit back and try to think. I've been discovering, much to my dismay, that I'm not a criminal mastermind or anything. I'm just brute force and my powers in no way include super-intelligence, which ki...
And where do I go? Where on Earth does a person go when she realizes there's no place for her? You can't possibly try to fit in, because if you do, if you manage to carve out some beautiful niche of h...
Not knowing who you are is a certain kind of hell.
I'm afraid of everything I don't know.
