I think I’m dying to get to know a particular guy. Then he opens his mouth and ruins it.

Hey, does my stupidity give you the right to bruise a tender heart?" "Yeah, yeah. I'm bruising a heart made of Play-Doh.

Change can be good. It just depends on what we make of it.

It was Nick's voice Nick's arms. He turned me on my back and swam with me, pulling me to the bank.

Ten, I thought, he's definitely a ten

I leaned back against him and rested my cheek on his shoulder. I could feel the river water dripping off of him. "Thank you" I whispered. When I looked up, I saw he was crying.

Creativity is no excuse for obnoxious behavior