Late in the winter of my seventeenth year, my mother decided I was depressed, presumably because I rarely left the house, spent quite a lot of time in bed, read the same book over and over, ate infrequently, and devoted quite a bit of my abundant free time to thinking about death.
John GreenThe thing about chameleoning your way through life is that it gets to where nothing is real.
John GreenAt some point, I realized I was Kaitlyning the encounter, so I decided to text Kaitlyn and ask for some advice.
John Green