My smile wavers as I revert to my natural state of being: nervous and weird.
You ought to stop listening to stereotypes and start forming your own opinions.
I wish friends held hands more often, like the children I see on the streets sometimes. I'm not sure why we have to grow up and get embarrassed about it.
How could I have ever for a moment believed I wasn't in love with him?
I'm saying I'm in love with you! I've been in love with you this whole bleeding year!
You read a lot. - Safer than going on a real adventure