So, if this does end up being my last letter, please believe that things are good with me, and even when they're not, they will be soon enough.And I will believe the same about you.
Quiero tanto a mi madre... No me importa si es cursi decirlo. Creo que en mi próximo cumpleaños voy a comprarle un regalo. Creo que esa debería ser la tradición. El hijo recibe regalos de todo el mund...
It's like all I can do is keep writing this gibberish to keep from falling apart.
It's great that you can listen and be a shoulder to someone, but what about when someone doesn't need a shoulder. What if they need the arms or something like that?
Incidentally, I only have one cavity, and as much as my dentist asks me to, I just can't bring myself to floss.
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 show me, so I can feel it, too. I want them to be able...
I really think that everyone should have watercolors, magnetic poetry, and a harmonica.
I can't think again. Not ever again. I don't know if you've ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something...
Girls like guys to be a challenge. It gives them some mold to fit in how they act. Like a mom. What would a mom do if she couldn't fuss over you and make you clean your room? And what would you do wit...
Five minutes of a lifetime
And even if she says no, and really means yes, then quite frankly she's playing games and isn't worth the price of dinner.
After a few minutes, it was time for me to leave. I don't know who decides these things. It just happens.
Well, I think that part of being young is not exactly knowing why you do some of the things that you do. And it's by exploring your life or experimenting or making mistakes and learning from them hope...
Why do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we're nothing; - We accept the love we think we deserve,
Next was Alice. I gave her a book by Anne Rice because she is always talking about her. And she looked at me like she couldn't believe I knew she loved Anne Rice. I guess she didn't know how much she...
It's kind of like when you look at yourself in the mirror and you say your name. And it gets to a point where none of it seems real. Well, sometimes I can do that, but I don't need an hour in front of...
I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and then make the choice to share it with other people.
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 show me, so I can...
I am writing to you because she said you listen and understand and didn't try to sleep with that person at that party even though you could have. I just need to know that someone out there listens and...
We were just there together. And that was enough.