Girl scouts didn't teach me what to do with emotionally unstable drunk boys.
Umbrellas are so small and sad and easy to forget.
For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.
I don’t understand why things always go from perfect to weird with us. It’s like we’re incapable of normal human interaction.
I'm saying I'm in love with you! I've been in love with you this whole bleeding year!
I've always thought the best relationships are those that are as happy and content in silence as they are in action [...]