26 November 2008

Same here

In fact, I'm not sure that anyone who was ever a teen-ager hasn't felt like this.

I didn't related well to people my age. Maybe the truth was that I didn't relate well to people, period. Even my mother, who I was closer to than anyone else on the planet, was never in harmony with me, never on exactly the same page. Sometimes I wondered if I was seeing the same things through my eyes that the rest of the world was seeing through theirs. Maybe there was a glitch in my brain.

From Twilight by Stephenie Meyer

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