She looks skeptical. “A bird attacked you?” “Not quite.” I…

“Happiness isn't something that you plan for. It comes knocking unexpectedly, just like opportunity. And it's up to you to answer the door and…

— Autumn Doughton

“I've forgotten to remember”

— Autumn Doughton

“He looks at you like you're the only person in the room. Like he's trapped underwater and you're an oxygen tank. Like he's in…

— Autumn Doughton

“My pulse is buzzing and my stomach is a riot of butterflies and half-digested peanut butter cookies.”

— Autumn Doughton

“Oh. My. God. I'd been dissed. Majorly. Because I was an ugly, disgusting ogre. Snot was probably pouring from my nostrils onto the ground.”

— Autumn Doughton

“What you do need to know is this: Time moves differently when you’re getting over something big. For me, it slows—limping along on creaky…

— Autumn Doughton

“My first love is reading. My second love is pizza.”

— Autumn Doughton

“It’s the kind of music you want to listen to while you lay on the grass and get lost in the sky. It feels…

— Autumn Doughton

“Here's what I think: it's one thing to know that rejection is coming, and it's an entirely different thing when it arrives.”

— Autumn Doughton

“In my defense, the Easter Bunny is the weakest link in magical lore. I mean, you have to admit that the whole thing is…

— Autumn Doughton

“It's not perfect, but nothing is perfect except for an idea of something," he goes on, "And if we aren't experiencing the world and…

— Autumn Doughton

“ Ending I lied. I wanted you from that moment. I wanted you, wrapped in starlight and reflections, To be tied up with strings.…

— Autumn Doughton

“I'm miserable but the thing is that I want to be miserable. It's kind of nice. Like a comfortable sweater that you put on…

— Autumn Doughton

“I’m so far gone that I almost lift her face and kiss her on the mouth. I almost admit to her that I’m losing…

— Autumn Doughton

“Then I'd say that I'm fucking sick and tired of getting in the way of myself.”

— Autumn Doughton