Josh pulls me aside. "Hey, About before, I just... I wanted to say ... well, I think you're pretty special." He says, kind of stumbling over the words a little. Like he's hesitant to say them, now i wish he'd hug me again. And then kiss me. But he doesn't. He just waves and walks off. I sigh. "Hannah, I just... I want you to know if I pause alot when I tell you how special you are I want you to think that I'm... very... very... deep," Finn says

I want to care, but I don’t. I look at you and all I feel is tired.

Sometimes being me is very confusing.

Hope was supposed to be a good thing, but it was starting to feel like every other four-letter word you're not supposed to say.

The truth is, I feel beyond sad. I feel empty. Numb.

...sometimes, you have to break your own heart.

I wish it had never happened because then I wouldn't think about it as I'm falling asleep.