How can you call it love when it hurt you so badly?" "It was love because it was worth it.

Could be my soul mate / two kindred spirits / Maybe we're not / I guess we'll never / know

Stories about sensitive issues like sex, drugs or sexual assault, suicide and teen drinking, are often censored because people just don't want to talk about those things. It's not that these things don't happen, but when they're shared in a fictional setting, for some reason they make some people uncomfortable.

My heart and my trust were in the process of collapsing. And that collapse created a vacuum in my chest.

I wanted to tell you everything. And that hurt because some things were too scary. Some things even I didn’t understand. How could I tell someone—someone I was really talking to for the first time—everything I was thinking? I couldn’t. It was too soon.

You can't stop the future You can't rewind the past The only way to learn the secret ...is to press play.

Here's a tip. If you touch a girl, even as joke, and she pushes you off, leave... her... alone. Don't touch her. Anywhere! Just stop. Your touch does nothing but sicken her.