please believe that things are good with me, and even when they're not, they will be soon enough. And i will always believe the same about you.
It's much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn't stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and than make the choice to share it with other people. You can't just sit their and put everybody's lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can't. You have to do things. I'm going to do what I want to do. I'm going to be who I really am. And I'm going to figure out what that is. 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 could always be someone to blame. It's just different. Maybe it's good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it's okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite.
I am both happy and sad at the same time, and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.
I just want you to know that you’re very special… and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone else ever has.
What about when someone doesn't need a shoulder? What if they need the arms?
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.
I walk around the school hallways and look at the people. I look at the teachers and wonder why they're here. If they like their jobs. Or us. And I wonder how smart they were when they were fifteen. Not in a mean way. In a curious way. It's like looking at all the students and wondering who's had their heart broken that day, and how they are able to cope with having three quizzes and a book report due on top of that. Or wondering who did the heart breaking. And wondering why.
I just need to know that someone out there listens and understands and doesn't try to sleep with someone even if they could have. I need to know these people exist.
I walked over to the hill where we used to go and sled. There were a lot of little kids there. I watched them flying. Doing jumps and having races. And I thought that all those little kids are going to grow up someday. And all of those little kids are going to do the things that we do. And they will all kiss someone someday. But for now, sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn't.
It’s strange how things can change back as suddenly as they changed originally. When one thing happens and suddenly, things are back to normal.
It's much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn't stop for anybody.
I feel like a big faker because I've been putting my life back together, and nobody knows.
I just hope I remember to tell my kids that they are as happy as I look in my old photographs. And I hope that they believe me.
And I thought that all those little kids are going to grow up someday. And all of those little kids are going to do the things that we do. And they will all kiss someone someday. But for now, sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn't.
I feel infinite.
But even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things.
I was in my bed trying to figure out why sometimes you can wake up and go back to sleep and other times you can't
As you see the opening get closer, you just can't get fast enough. And finally, just when you think you'll never get there, you see the opening right in front of you.
I'm not saying she was lying to me, but she just acted so different before I got to know her, and if she really isn't like what she was at the beginning, I wish she could have just said so.
Everyone gets an ending. Whether or not it's happy is up to them.