“I hate you."I love you."You're a freak, you know that? Everyone says so. They always have."I'm trying not to be.”

“You're a freak, you know that? You've always been a freak. Everyone says so. They always have.""I'm trying not to be.”

“I hate you." My sister said it different than she said it to my dad. She meant it with me.She really did. "I love you," was all I could say in return. "You're a freak, you know that? Everyone says so. They always have." "I'm trying not to be.” Then, I turned around and walked to my room and closed my door and put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.[pp.28]”

“I love you, you know that? You're so selfless.Don't paint me a saint, Gracie. I have alot of making up to do for the shit I've caused but I'm trying.”

“She thinks that I'm full of it,always pissed,man I'm tired,every kiss,that I miss,girl you know I'm trying,you never believe when I say,I never believe when you say,I love you”

“I'm not going to change the way I look or the way I feel to conform to anything. I've always been a freak. So I've been a freak all my life and I have to live with that, you know. I'm one of those people.”