Maybe he didn’t really encourage me to do things, but he didn’t prevent me from doing them either. But after a while, I didn’t do things because I didn’t want him to think different about me. But the thing is, I wasn’t being honest. So, why would I care whether or not he loved me when he didn’t really even know me?

You ever think Charlie, that our group is the same as any other group like a football team? And the only real difference between us is what we wear and why we wear it?

I have finished To Kill a Mockingbird. It is now my favorite book of all time, but then again, I always think that until I read another book.

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

Sometimes, I look outside, and I think that a lot of other people have seen this snow before. Just like I think that a lot of other people have read those books before. And listened to those songs. I wonder how they feel tonight.

If the advice is simply to respect yourself and follow the path that you want to follow, that would be the best advice I could ever pass on.

The sound of the radio fades to nothing because the waves just can't reach