But I think, personally, that it would be worse to have been alone all that time. Sure, maybe I would have protected my heart from some things, but would that really have been better? To hold myself apart because I was too scared that something might no be forever?

Whether it was a song, a person, or a story, there was a lot you couldn’t know from just an excerpt, a glance, or part of a chorus.

You're not a sucker. You're just nice. You give people the benefit of the doubt.

for once, you believed in yourself. you believed you were beautiful and so did the rest of the world.

D.C., Baltimore, Philadelphia, Austin... and you. I'll be there soon.

If you expect the worst, you'll never be disappointed.

It wasn't like I was some expert on the meaning of being supportive. Was it being loyal even against your better judgement? Or, like Olivia, was it making your displeasure known from the start, even when someone didn't want to hear it?