Everyone had a forever.

My sister, who never understood most of the things I wanted her to, might have been able to understand what had happened to me in this summer of weddings and beginnings. And she was right. The first boy was always the hardest.

All I'd wanted for so long was for someone to explain everything that had happened to me in this same way. To label it neatly on a page: this leads to this leads to this.

Even if you do make tons of new friends,” I told him, “try not to forget where you came from, okay?

Donneven, Bettaquit and Mmmhmmmm

funny how a beautiful song could tell such a sad story

It was so weird, because usually I was totally nervous talking to guys. But Eli was different. He made me want to say more, not less. Which was maybe not a good thing.