It’s like when you’re excited about a girl and you see a couple holding hands, and you feel so happy for them. And other times you see the same couple, and they make you so mad. And all you want is to feel happy for them because you know that if you do, then it means you’re happy, too.

And things were back to normal except we were just friends.

It's too bad you're not gay. Then again, if you were gay, I would never date you. You're a mess." You know, Patrick? If I were gay, I'd want to date you." Of course.

They just knew. And I think that's all you can ever ask from a friend.

And how different her face looked the first time she really liked a boy who was not on a poster on her wall. And how her face looked when she realized she was in love with that boy.

Old pictures look very rugged and young, and the people in the photographs always seem a lot happier than you are.

Do you always think this much? It's just that sometimes people use thought to not participate in life.