I don't need to see you to know that you're beautiful.

His soul's fabric was weaving itself with mine. I loved the frayed ends where it came unraveled, and I loved the strength at its firm, solid center.I loved every thread.

I had to decide in the next few seconds: Would I let my past keep screwing up my present and my future?

My fellow Americans, good evening. My name is Becca Goldman and I weep with all of you."I texted one word to Megan, 'Gag'She wrote back: 'My name is Becca Goldman, and I sleep with all of you

But it was time to stop forgetting the world–and time to start changing it.

You can't help what you feel.""I can try harder to feel something different.

For a short time, we'd become each other, a little. Maybe that's what people do when they fall in love, mind, body, and soul. Or maybe we were just weird.

Instead I crawled next to him, snuggling close. "Zach, wake up.""Can't. Sleeping."I pressed my mouth to his in a full, deep kiss."Second thought, not sleeping.