Isn't everyone hiding something?

That's because you loved me. You just didn't know it yet." "You didn't know it either. You were just as blind as me.

Isn't everyone hiding something?

It's amazing how the things you remember forever are the things you'd rather forget and the things you desperately want to grasp onto seem to slip away like sand in the wind.

I look into his eyes, no longer afraid what's in them, but afriad I'll lose what they carry.

Alright, manly man,” he says. “Go prove that you’re a man.

The first time I'd ever felt happy-and I mean ever-was when I'd been lying in my bed, staring out my window, watching the stars shine harmoniosly with one another.