Please… Whoever you are, whatever you are… I believe in you even though I don’t completely understand you. I feel you around me even though I can’t exactly describe what I’m feeling. Sometimes things happen...

It feels like the world is folding up around me, like origami paper, and I’m trapped inside of its breathless center.

Who is old enough to ask, is old enough to know.

Do I look like I want to be involved in your teen love saga? Ask someone who cares.

Ready, fire, aim.

But you are my wife!” when I didn’t do something that he wanted me to do. His expectations were not realistic.

We are brilliant shades of light, we can not be contained”-Boys of the Fatherless-

…before I was going to college, my secret plan was to one day not tell anybody and just get on some bus to some random city and just move there and become this totally different...

…for they was never a young man yet who don’t want to go out and right a wrong, or kill a man, or have to do something to earn his right to what is there...

As for me I will follow the path of the pink bunnies.

Let this time in your life cut you open and drain all of the things that are holding you back. I’m going to help you forgive the things that you won’t let yourself forget.

Plus, once he did the requisite double-take and recognized me, he’d probably beat the crap out of any guy who looked at me in all my Snow White meets Frederick’s of Hollywood glory.

You see, there is a major downfall to living in a tourist town. You guessed it, the constant turnover of new people. You cannot really connect with anyone because no one is ever here for...

I just wish that God or my parents or Sam or my sister or someone would just tell me what’s wrong with me. Just tell me how to be different in a way that makes...

That night I dreamed about flying turtles and forest fires and fucking the earth…The next morning I awoke and I listened to the tree company tearing away the woods and the timber. I heard the...

less is more”.

I was always on guard and I was always prepared for him to be upset with me. I had lived feeling uneasy and tense for so long.

In the Empire, the Scholars are not allowed to read and, like so many bullies and power-seekers who hide behind ideologies to justify the terrible things they do, their oppressors wear masks. ‘An Ember in...

Why couldn’t she have given him a sultry laugh as she’d seen women do in movies instead of giggling like some enchanted, mindless school girl?

The worst of anything she could do to me would be to make me like her. That’s why I ran away.

For so many years, I couldn’t understand why every time I thought that someone finally loved me, like… for real, they would eventually turn to vapor. Every person whom I’ve ever loved is trapped inside...

You haunt my days and dreams.

Me? I had no dreams. No longings. Dreams only set you up for disappointment. Plus, you had to have a life to have dreams of a better life.

Matt was almost completely naked. A tattered loincloth and an ugly chain with a yellow diamond were his only apparel.

There’s a point, around the age of twenty, when you have to choose whether to be like everybody else the rest of your life, or to make a virtue of your peculiarities.

Paradoxically, the more Michael kept me at a distance, the more I trusted him – perhaps because he was always willing to help me with tips and introductions even though he wanted absolutely nothing from...

Sometimes people only look at you from the outside. They see what they perceive to be your life, but they don’t feel your heart.

I write to get ideas out of my head

Judge that boy if you must; for debauchery, for objectifying innocence… but before you finalize your verdict, oh innocent reader, I beg you to scan again that last stanza. What you and I overlooked in...

He looked along the line of children, exhibits A to C of his existence and heirs to the twisted throne of his corrupt genetics.

As I watch Nicholas make his way back to his truck, I know one thing: this boy is going to make my life very interesting. I feel as if a fragment of the old me...

I feel a resurgence of my 6-year-old self… that little warrior, goddess of a girl reminding me of who I was when I was little, before the world got its hands on me.

He could pour himself into my little paper cup heart and my emptiness would finally have a meaning.

On est forcé d’être des enfants toute sa vie. C’est pour ça que ceux qui veulent devenir des hommes sont malheureux. Vous voulez chanter l’opéra? On rit de vous. Vous voulez vous conduire en monsieur...

My name is Arianna Morganna Brittany DuLac–you can imagine why I went by the name Ryan.

It was almost painful to be different.

I’m lost, will you be my mother” type.

Here I am, if you don’t like it, don’t clap.” -Boys of the Fatherless-

Patience is the virtue that forges great men.

I imagined the lies the valedictorian was telling them right now. About the exciting future that lies ahead. I wish she’d tell them the truth: Half of you have gone as far in life as...

Soon, he would become an adult. And when he did, there would be not going back because adulthood was akin to what his father had once said about being a war hero: one you became...

Each time that I have felt like I might finally be figuring some things out, life has decided to change the rules and I’ve had to start all over again.

Happiness comes in many forms. Whether through a passion for something or someone, it makes no difference. The results are the same: you live.

When I was younger, I would cling to life because life was at the top of the turning wheel. But like the song of my gypsy girl, the great wheel turns over and lands on...

It’s great that you can listen and be a shoulder to someone, but what about when someone doesn’t need a shoulder? What if they need the arms or something like that? You can’t just sit...

Goodbye. Goodbye. I can’t feel you anymore. The night is almost too beautifully pure for my soul to contain. I walk with my arms spread open under the big fat moon. Heroic weeds rise up...

Look at me, Kia! Look me in the eye and tell me you’re not her.

I had to get used to it because my life was no longer safe and I was no longer protected like I once was.

There is a secret layer of humanity that lies just beneath the surface of man, a secret layer where our fears and insecurities hide, that when touched in this secret place men and woman are...

Well, most of us think “The Merchant of Venice” is a porno script. On a more personal note, I’ve decided on pizza for dinner.