So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.

I think they were afraid that some of us would try to kill ourselves or something because they looked very tense and one of them kept touching his beard.

Calls her beautiful, but she cannot hear.

If you care about somebody, you should want them to be happy. Even if you wind up being left out.

The reason I am thinking so far in advance is because school is terribly lonely. I think I've said that before, but it's getting harder every day.

I'm going to be who I really am. I'm going to figure out what this is.

This moment will just be another story someday.