And in high school, people are always watching so there's always a reason to pose.

Will I ever get control of my life? Will I always be shoved back and pushed around by those I trust?

I repeat his words in my head. What's going on? What's going on? Oh, well, since you asked, I got a bunch of tapes in the mail today from a girl who killed herself. Apparently, I had something to do with it. I'm not sure what that is, so I was wondering if I could borrow your Walkman to find out. 'Not much,' I say.

Teens in the '90s had the same basic desires as they do now.

The longer you wait, and this is true, the slower the hands will move.

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

Josh will begin disappearing into a future where the only place he and I remain friends is on the Internet.