“Then the fear all humans felt when met with Death’s gaze came over his face. That’s right buddy, I’m Death, now move away from my girl.”

You are not a body. You have a body. You are a soul.

I couldn’t forget. I couldn’t break. She had the power to break me. No one had ever been given that power, ever.

But Ash, I can’t continue to want you from a distance. To love you and not have you. I’d end up in jail if anyone tried to touch you and God forbid you tried to date someone.

When you get inside go change into something loose and baggy. And for all that’s holy, please wear panties and a bra.

I don’t want to love you,” I forced out through the thickness in my throat. “God, I hope you do, because you own me completely,” he whispered.

That’s really sweet.” He grinned and reached for a plate. “Then I believe my mission is accomplished.” Laughing softly so I didn’t wake up Cage, I walked over and took the plate he was offering to me.

I loved her. I loved her with a something so fierce I couldn’t even name it.

Goodbyes weren’t all they were cracked up to be

With Woods arms wrapped around me and the beat of his heart pressed against my chest, I knew he would hold me steady. If I ever fell, I’d have him to catch me.

I know I’m doing something wrong and I feel guilty but neither of those things matter enough to make me stop

He was so good and honest. Why couldn’t I love him instead?

I was already headed for Hell, I might as well enjoy the ride.

No one expected the preacher’s daughter to sin, but they sure would love to catch me at it.

Hello Rush,” she said, breaking the silence. The sound of her voice almost sent me to my knees. God, I’d missed her voice. “Blaire,” I managed to say, terrified that I’d scare her away just by speaking.

I perfected the art of being uninteresting.

You’re my exception.

Someone asked me…how it felt and I was reminded of a story that a fellow-townsman of ours used to tell–Abraham Lincoln.

I’ve never really felt that I’ve had the right hair cut, or had the right clothes.

When I was younger, I felt like I could say anything and it was funny.

You kind of have to learn how to adapt yourself, and I felt a really powerful way to do that was to make people laugh.

Shaq is Shaq. I did an episode of The Soup with Shaq, and he shook my hand, and I felt like I was a Ken doll, like I had no hand.

I’ve never really felt good at the parties, but I have enough friends now that I feel social, I used to feel very antisocial, but I think the theater helps.

I’ve always felt a little misrepresented in the world.

Smoke Signals really mirrored the way I grew up and how I felt, and that movie was the first time I’d dealt with my parents’ death and how I felt that loss and sadness and anger.