I wish I could stop being in love with Sam. I really do.

in the last month or so, i have read the great gatsby and a separate peace. i am starting to see a real trend in the kind of books bill gives me to read. and just like the tape of songs, it is amazing to hold each of them in the palm of my hand. they are all my favorites. all of them.

It's okay to feel things. And be who you are about them.

And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn't really change the fact that you have what you have. Good and bad.

Even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there.

He was the boy that made mix tapes with themes and hand-colored covers until the day he hit my sister and stopped crying.

Sam has brown hair and very, very pretty green eyes. The kind of green that doesn't make a big deal about itself.