Old things are better than new things, because they've got stories in them, Ethan.

High school sucked. It was a universal truth, and whoever said these were supposed to be the best years of your life was probably drunk or delusional.

I needed to touch her, like I needed to breathe.

Knowing you don't have much time left changes things. You get kind of philosophical. And you figure things out-more like, they figure themselves out-and everything gets real clear.

The ways I could hurt her and hurt myself. Those two things were intertwined somehow. It's hard to explain, but when you were as closed off as I was the past few months, opening felt as wrong as stripping naked in church.

Until then, you can do what everyone else your age does. Listen to music. Watch the television. Just keep your nose away from those books.

Dig deep. Find your way to your soul.