Uh-uh, dude. I tried it your way with the dating and the girls and the kissing and the drama, and man, I didn't like it. Plus, my best friend is a walking cautionary tale of what happens to you when romantic relationships don't involve marriage. Like you always say, kafir, everything ends in breakup, divorce, or death. I want to narrow my misery options to divorce or death - that's all.

Thank you for wearing that dress which is like whoa.

Caring doesn't sometimes lead to misery. It always does.

Sunlight feels warm and rough against your skin like a kiss on the cheek from your dad.

There are times when you just have to let it all out. All the anger, all the pain.

We all miss you so much. It just never ends. It feels like we were all wounded in your battle, Caroline. I miss you. I love you.

Every year, many, many stupid people graduate from college. And if they can do it, so can you.