If you can't share with your friends, who can you share with?

From the moment I told her about my dad, it was as if her whole body sighed in relief. As if someone else’s misery comforted her, made her feel as if she wasn’t alone.

If you could wish on a star right now, what would you wish for?"I ask him. "For time to stop. "Why?" He shrugs. "Cause I could live forever at this moment.

What are you boys doing?” she asks, as if we’re still little kids messing around. “Arguin’,” Carlos says matter-of-factly.

It reminds me of myself - seemingly perfect on the outside but inside is all a mush.

He may be out of my life physically, but he'll always be a part of me. I can't let go even if I wanted to.

Opinions are like assholes, everyone has one but they think each others stink.