You ready?" Evan asks, and he's looking at me, and I love his hair, I love his smile, I lo--"I Love You," I say, and as I watch his smile bloom I finally get how great those three little words are. I finally get what they really mean.

Well as much as I'm sure the people next door who are pretending they aren't looking at me would like to hear what I have to say, I'd rather say it to just you.

Too late, too late, juice pouring does not a kind soul make, and I killed you.

I do not fall. I fell so hard so long ago there is nothing left for me to land on. I just keep falling and falling and falling.

it´s just...today has really sucked, and when you´re around stuff doesn´t seem so crappy - Will

You know who you are you just have to believe it.

Things... well, things suck sometimes. And sometimes you can fix it. And sometimes you can't. It's just the way it is.