That's creativity in a nutshell. A messy tug-of-war with imagination to erase that feeling that nothing really matters anyway.
~ Zoe Whittall
It felt like the times were good, like we were remembering a time before Rachel died, even though things were never this good then, because they were just normal, and ordinary is never the kind if good you remember.
I was attracted to girly boys and boyish girls, or girls who later became boys. Boy were always going to be part of the equation.
