You should tell her how nice her outfit is because her outfit is her choice whereas her face isn't.

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.

To tell you the truth, I've just been avoiding everything.

And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

He realized that if he didn't leave, it would never be his life. It would be theirs.

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.

Regardless, I decided to never take LSD again.