The only number that would ever be enough is 0. Zero pounds, zero life, size zero, double-zero, zero point. Zero in tennis is love. I finally get it.
Emma is a mattress who got thrown off the truck when her parents split up. It’s not like you can blame a mattress when people don’t tie it down tight enough.
Do I want to die from the inside out or the outside in?
I am the space between my thighs, daylight shining through.
I won the wintergirl trip over the border into dangerland.
This is wonderful, wonderful! Be the bird. You are the bird. Sacrifice yourself to abandoned family values...
I wish adults would spend less energy freaking out about the cutting itself and work harder to understand what drives kids to self-harm.
I scared myself, because once you’ve thought long and hard enough about doing something that is colossally stupid, you feel like you’ve actually done it, and then you’re never quite sure what your limits are.
I pushed my ragged mouth against the mirror. A thousand crushed bleeding lips pushed back at me...
Life is for the living. Don’t let the fear of striking out let you from keep you from playing the game.
Apologies mean nothing if you don’t mean it.
I needed to hear the world but didn’t want the world to know I was listening.
I am super proud of being an American, but we fail our veterans every day.
Memory cuts both ways; it can either provide you with tremendous strength and a foundation to carry you through your life, or it can be a demon that just ruins your present and your future because you can’t let go of the past.
I want to be in fifth grade again. Now, that is a deep dark secret, almost as big as the other one. Fifth grade was easy – old enough to play outside without Mom, too young to go off the block. The perfect leash length.
Think about love, or hate, or joy, or pain- whatever makes you feel something, makes your palms sweat, or your toes curl. Focus on that feeling. When people don’t express themselves, they die on piece at a time.
We turned us into wintergirls, and when she tried to leave, I pulled her back into the snow because I was afraid to be alone.
Bologna girl, that’s me.
I wish America would stop judging and criticizing teens and instead, try to understand the battles they have to fight every day.
And then a new screen, one I had never seen before, never even heard of popped up. It gave me a choice. I could become the new Lord of Darkness myself, or I could take a gamble and be reincarnated. I chose wisely.