Bella Matthews

Spilling your coffee is the adult equivalent to losing your balloon as a child.

Don’t judge my tears.

—Bellamy’s Secret Thoughts

“Look. It stopped raining, and there’s a rainbow . . . It’s beautiful.”

“Yeah . . . it is.” She’ll never know I was looking at her, not the ocean.

I like to be able to actually check things off my list. I get off on it. Metaphorically speaking, of course. I’ve even been known to add things to my list after they’re done, just for the quick hit of dopamine I get from crossing that bitch off.