And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there would always be some...
And then Patrick started running after the sunset. And Sam immediately followed him. And I saw them in silhouette. Running after the sun. Then, I started running.And everything was as good as it could...
And she looked at me like she couldn't believe I knew she loved Anne Rice. I guess he didn't know how much she talked or how much I listened.
And she kissed me. It was the kind of kiss that I could never tell my friends about out loud. It was the kind of kiss that made me know that I was never so happy in my whole life.
And nobody felt sad as long as we could postpone tomorrow with more nostalgia.
And how different her face looked the first time she really liked a boy who was not on a poster on her wall. And how her face looked when she realized she was in love with that boy.
After the song finished, I said something.I feel infinite.And Sam and Patrick looked at me like I said the gratest things they ever heard.
But because things change. And friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody.
You're a freak, you know that? You've always been a freak. Everyone says so. They always have.I'm trying not to be.
You shouldn't tell her she looks pretty. You should tell her how her outfit is nice, because her outfit is her choice whereas her face isn't.
You know what they say, if you make atleast one friend on your first day you're doing okay
When we were all getting ready to leave, I walked up to my grandfather and gave him a hug and kiss on the cheek. He wiped my lip print off with his palm and gave me a look. He doesn't like the boys in...
When to stopped wishing things wouldn't fall apart, you'd stop suffering when they did.
Welcome to the island of misfit toys
We can't choose where we come from but we can choose where we go from there.
There are rules you follow here not because you want to, but because you have to.
There are other people who have it a lot worse
The one thing I did ask my dad was about the boys problems at home. Whether or not he thought the parents hit their son. He told me to mind my own business. Because he didn't know and would never ask...
It's like he would take a photograph of Sam, and the photographwould be beautiful. And he would think that the reason thephotograph was beautiful was because of how he took it. If I tookit, I would kn...
It's just that I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to sho...