Lauren Morrill

There's a difference between preferring books to parties and preferring sixteen cats to seeing the light of day.

... Paris was a city of love for unimaginative folks.

I sit, but I'm still stiff as a board. My hands are clenched tight, as if I'm holding my tears in my palms and if I loose my grip, they'll come tumbling out.

Someone once told me love isn__ perfect__r predictable.

Point is, maybe some people wouldn't want to be around me all day, but there are people out there who would. And they're smart and funny. And they like some of the same things I like and hate some of the things I hate, but they also introduce me to all kinds of new things. That's as close to 'meant to be' as I can imagine.