Mom asked for a cupcake miracle? Well, here comes the freaking holy angel of icing, at your service. --HudsonAngel icing? That's the craziest, corniest, most whack-ass stuff I've heard in my
Sarah Ockler
Weeping is not the same thing as crying, It takes your whole body to weep, and when itt have any bones left to hold you up.
death body crying lost tragedy weeping bones weep left thing
See, some people politely encourage their tone-deaf friends to sing. Some people even convince them to go on live television and audition for national competitions. But me? I am not that friend.
friendship friends singing
friendship ice
In your entire life, you can probably count your true friends on one hand. Maybe even on one finger. Those are the friends you need to cherish, and I wouldn't trade one of them for a hundred of the other kind. I'd rather be completely alone than with a bunch of people who aren't real. People who are just passing time.
friendship
I really dont even know you and yet in my life you are forever entangled to my history inexticably bound
forever hope
Nothing ever really goes away--it just changes into something else. Something beautiful.
inspirational
Every morning, I wake up and forget just for a second that it happened. But once my eyes open, it buries me like a landslide of sharp, sad rocks. Once my eyes open, I'm heavy, like there's to much gravity on my heart.
loss grief
I'm still dropping dishes thinking in slow motion about the GPS woman in Mom's car. I imagine her beckoning me from outside the kitchen window illuminated like some robot-angel calling me forth to the Lexus where she will ferry me off to that planet of monotonous peace that special otherworldly place where all the residents are relaxed and confident and completely numb. Your life will. Get better in. Six. Point four. Million. Miles.
young-adult ya
I was, but then I realized that I was holding on to something that didn't exist anymore. That the person I missed didn't exist anymore. People change. The things we like and dislike change. And we can wish they couldn't all day long but that never works.
insightful change
Because maybe Watonka was only ever supposed to be a temporary stopover, and maybe I chase that train over the hill, and maybe we're destined to leave this place, for sure, for real, together or alone. But for right now, we're here.
dreams life present
I'm not sure if you even want me around or if you just feel sorry for me. I'm not sure of anything.
sadness feeling feelings young-adult-fiction
The late-night backyard encounter and kiss induced insomnia.
kiss
I closed my eyes under the fluroescent lights and tried to make another birthday wish, a onetime do-over, a rebate, a trade-in on the kitchen sink kiss that started everything, offered up for just one last miracle.
sweet touching
The guilt of not telling Frankie about Matt and me is overwhelming, but it's a pale second to the violation I feel that she read my most private, raw thoughts and destroyed them. She broke into my carefully guarded heart, stole the only remaining connection I had to Matt, and turned it into a monstrosity.
betrayal
I've never met a problem a proper cupcake couldn't fix.
problems cupcake dessert
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