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

So, tomorrow, I’m leaving. And I’m not going to let that happen again with anyone else. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is.

Incidentally, I only have one cavity, and as much as my dentist asks me to, I just can't bring myself to floss.

As I was walking up the stairs to dad's old room, and I was looking at the photographs, I started thinking that there was a time when these weren't memories. That someone actually took the photograph, and the people in the photograph had just eaten lunch or something.

I just laid around in my bed, looking at the ceiling, and i smiled because it was a nice kind of quiet.

I'm just thinking too fast-- much too fast.

I don't know how much longer I can keep going without a friend. I used to be able to do it very easily, but that was before I knew what having a friend was like.