To kill a mockingbird. If you haven't read it, I think you should because it is very interesting.

My dad said I did the right thing. I hope I did, but it's hard to tell sometimes.

I don't even remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere.

I am very interested and fascinated how everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other.

It's just that I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.

Enjoy it. Because it's happening.

If it meant that I would never get to think of you that way, as long as you were happy, it was okay.