It's hard to save the world when you can't save yourself
A cheerleader? Do I look like a guy who'd be interested in talking to a cheerleader?
Losing people you love affects you. It is buried inside of you and becomes this big, deep hole of ache. It doesn't magically go away, even when you stop officially mourning.
I used to be embarrassed by my mom, but now I know what she is-she's a hero.
Emotions are real, just not the reasons behind them.
I just think about how saying that you love someone can make your heart feel like some sort of brownie sundae, warm, gooey, sweet and good.