People Talk About The Pain Of Grief,

You Know, There's A Word For Big, Strong Men Who Attack Women, And It's Coward.

Sometimes You Just Need To Talk To Someone Who Is Detached From You. They Just Listen To What You Tell Them And You Get To Form The Way That They See You, Whereas Everyone Else In Your Life Already Thinks They Know What You're Dealing With Or What You're Going Through. That's My Recommendation For Actual Anxiety.

Drink This," She Says. "what Is It?" My Throat Feels Swollen. I Swallow Hard. "what's Going To Happen?" "can't Tell You That. Just Trust Me." I Press Air From My Lungs And Tip The Contents Of The Vial Into My Mouth. My Eyes Close.

He Pus His Lips Next To My Ear And Says, “you Look Good, Tris.

I Wish We Were Alone,” He Says. “i Almost Always Wish That,” I Say.