Am I

Has anyone ever called you hopeless, like, right to your face? See, I think that they are actually the hopeless ones. You don't give up on someone until they stop breathing and you put them in

the ground. Maybe we are angels or muses or object lessons. Fall leaves that bloom the brightest as they fly away and die.We are the pruned branches, cut to make you bear fruit and be strong. Some of us should be saved.

Did you see 'My Sister's Keeper'?

Book was better.