Basically, everyone thinks--knows--how sweet I am.Emma, you threw my sister through hurricane-proof glass.

Nice shack

I like the idea of feeling small. Sometimes life can seem bigger than you, you know? But knowing you're less than a speck in the whole scheme of things takes the pressure off, sort of.

Funny how a little sleep, a little makeup, and a lot of contemplating can make you feel like a different person - a stronger version of yourself.

Morning tide makes a great companion when you don't want to be around people. It soothes and comforts and doesn't ask for anything.

We both know dad was my parental trash can, the fatherly receptacle on whom I dumped my emotions.

But pessimism and reality are usually mistaken for each other

Q: When did you realize you wanted to be a w

I glance at him. He's looking at me, his expression every bit as expectant as I feel. I hate this little game of ours. Maybe because I'm no good at it. He won't tell me more unless I ask. Curiosity is one of my most incurable flaws--and Galen kno

I seem to have forgotten my towel," she said, feeling heat everywhere. I'm a fool.He stepped forward, meeting her gaze. "I seem to have forgotten my name," he said, licking his lips. "Maybe we could both get in the shower and you could scream it for me.

But are there really good people? Good people, through and through? Or are we all just varying versions of bad people, some trying harder to be good?

He is the complete opposite of her, or maybe just a completion of her.