You, yes, you, linger inside my heart The same you who stopped us before we could start.

So much of courtship is the unspoken.

I know it makes sense for me and him to just break up now and just live our seperate lives and not have to worry about missing each other all the time. But when I think about that, I get sick. Physically sick. Like I seriously throw up. I need to be with him, even if I can’t, like, be with him.

Gone for a while Hoping, always, to return If you will let me

Girls will get together just to get together. Guys need an activity as an excuse. Otherwise it’s too homo for them to handle.

Words can be used as a bomb or balm.

We're all people", he said simply. "It doesn't matter if you're two, thirty-two, or ninety-two. Everyone wants to be treated with respect. Everyone wants to feel like they matter in this world.