I Always Needed That Extra Fantasy World.

My Old Mind Hadn’t Been Capable Of Holding This Much Love. My Old Heart Had Not Been Strong Enough To Bear It. Maybe This Was The Part Of Me That I’d Brought Forward To Be Intensified In My New Life. Like Carlisle’s Compassion And Esme’s Devotion. I Would Probably Never Be Able To Do Anything Interesting Or Special Like Edward, Alice, And Jasper Could Do. Maybe I Would Just Love Edward More Than Anyone In The History Of The World Had Ever Loved Anyone Else. I Could Live With That.

Real. Does That Make Me Imaginary?

Hey, Rosalie? Do You Know How To Drown A Blonde? Stick A Mirror To The Bottom Of A Pool.

I Got Famous In My 30s. I Already Had A Real Life And Kids And Responsibilities, Like Laundry And Cleaning Bathrooms. It's Hard Not Be Grounded When You Have That. I Think, If You Get Super-famous And Everyone Tells You You're Wonderful When You're 12, It's Probably A Lot Harder.

Good Luck, Little Wanderer, Good Luck. How I Wish You Didn't Need It.