She sticks her tongue out at me and crosses her eyes. Not sure why that made me want to do her in the backseat, but to each his own, I guess.

I’m not a follower. I never have been. But I’ll definitely become someone I’m not for a few hours if it’ll make me blend in rather than make me a blatant eye sore and draw attention.

all I want to do is pull her against me and hold her until we both die.

I don't know myself. I don't know what I want or how I feel or how I should feeland I don't think I ever really have.

Laugh, I Nearly Died," Andrew answers. "You've probably never heard that one before.

It’s like, you know, it doesn’t matter what you do, even if you try to replicate an experience down to every last detail, it’ll never be the way it was when it happened naturally the first time.

I wonder if the ocean smells different on the other side of the world.