Except that my father got a raise, and my mother didn't because she doesn't get paid for housework, and my sister stopped reading those self-esteem books because she met a new boy

Regardless, I decided to never take LSD again.

There's nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.

And I guess I realized at that moment that I really did love her. Because there was nothing to gain, and that didn't matter.

It's strange the times people choose to be generous.

You can't just sit there and put everyone's lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can't. You have to do things.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do now. I know other people have it a lot worse. I do know that, but it's crashing in anyway, and I just can't stop thinking that the little kid eating french fries with his mom in the shopping mall is going to grow up and my sister.