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If everyone in the world loves you, then really nobody does.

There was something monstrous about the way my cousin breezed through the world. Maybe she didn’t care about what burned up behind her. More likely, she didn’t know. She never looked back to check.

“You think I’m gay?” I asked.

“Aren’t we all?” Martha gave me a smiling glance. “Young and gay and radiant, and ready for all sorts of gay exciting things?”

She was all the romance of a girl in a painting, adorned in sunset chiffon, standing against a sapphire-and-emerald night and reaching for the moon.

Once again I have made the mistake of choosing an amazing book to read before bed that I don't want to stop reading

“People drink orange juice in the morning, but there’s a kind of magic about drinking something the same color as the sky, don’t you think?”

“Every beautiful thing can be broken down into math,” I said. “There are numbers under all of it.”

“Isn’t that a little cold?” he asked.

“No,” I said. “It’s comforting. It means that underneath everything that’s ever moved you or that you’ve ever loved, there’s something real and irrefutable. There’s a lattice of numbers proving that it’s true, that it’s really there, that you didn’t just imagine all of it.”

I'm already obsessed, this is so much fun, loving this "remixed" series