It’s a choice, Annabel. And if you make the wrong one, you have only yourself to blame when there are consequences.
So I learned another system: When in doubt, keep it out – out of earshot, out of the house – even if this meant, really, just keeping it in.
In school, writing was the only thing that really came naturally to me, but it wasn’t until college that I realized that I could do it for more than just fun.
I wasn’t ready to think about the other yet: that it wasn’t that I wasn’t right for Macon, but that maybe he wasn’t right for me. There was a difference. Even for someone who things didn’t come easy for, someone like me.
The only thing I can’t stand more than seeing something done wrong is seeing it done slowly.
But for now, I just sat there on the bed and listened to my song. The one that had been written for me by a man who knew me not at all, now sung by the one who knew me best.
Forgiveness is hard. Acceptance is doable.
There are worse addictions than reality TV, chocolate and coffee.
The health of the people I love is all that really matters in this world. Period.
I always have a goal, even if I keep it to myself. It allows me to keep pushing myself.
It’s never something huge that changes the everything, but instead the tiniest of details, irrevocably tweaking the balance of the universe while you’re busy focusing on the big picture.
As if it didnt matter what was on, but instead how hard i was listening.
I hated high school. I was not the greatest student, participated in no activities, and spent most of my time hanging out in my parking lot.
My sister, who never understood most of the things I wanted her to, might have been able to understand what had happened to me in this summer of weddings and beginnings. And she was right. The first boy was always the hardest.
Life has a way of disregarding even your best intentions.
My dad is a retired Shakespeare professor, my mother a retired classicist. Suffice to say I grew up in a house full of books, where reading was encouraged if not required.
Events conspired to bring you back to where you’d been. It was what you did then that made all the difference: it was all about potential.
But you only get so many do-overs in this life, so many chances to, if not change your past, alter your future.
I always wrote about girls that went to the beach and had that summer that changed everything. So I was interested in what it would be like to live in a tourist town where everyone has these life changing experiences, but your whole life is there.
But as i lay there, it only seemes like silence filling my ears. And the thing was, it was so freaking loud.