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My heart sinks as I see the dates of our vacation and the performance coincide

I’m learning to want what I get instead of getting what I want

It’s hard enough to be in this position. Your well-meaning comments make it that much more difficult

Judging by the awestruck expression on Nechama’s face, my magic hasn’t disappointed

She glances down at them and knows she can’t use them for the yearbook. They’re horrible, hideous even. How can she possibly be so ugly?

But we ourselves, while loved, don’t belong. We don’t live on Planet Normal. We live on Planet Crazy