Writing screenplays is incredibly hard. I can't call it joy. Writing Novels? Joy. Directing? Joy. Writing Screenplays? That's where you pay all your dues.

I just need to know that someone out there listens and understands and doesn't try to sleep with someone even if they could have. I need to know these people exist.

please believe that things are good with me, and even when they're not, they will be soon enough. And i will always believe the same about you.

on that piece of white paper, sam wrote, "write about me sometime." and i typed something back to her, standing right there in her bedroom. i just typed. "i will.

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

Everyone is special in their own way.

Calls her beautiful, but she cannot hear.