Regardless, I decided to never take LSD again.

Then, I turned around and walked to my room and closed my door and put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.

The inside jokes weren't jokes anymore. they had become stories

Banning books gives us silence when we need speech. It closes our ears when we need to listen. It makes us blind when we need sight.

Try to be a filter, not a sponge.

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.

I am really in love with Sam, and it hurts very much.