The only thing worse than having no friends is being pitied for having no friends.
I vowed after that day that I would be your hero too, no matter how long it took
It's the way he says my name: like music.
I want to know." His words are a whisper, barely audible. "I want to know with you.
He’s speaking in the tone of voice that everyone uses when they’re about to break you apart. Gentle—kind, even—like they can make the news sound better just by speaking in a lullaby voice.
Maybe this is the secret to talking to boys--maybe you just have to be angry all the time.