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.

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

And I never felt that good in my life. But I also felt bad because I saw her naked without her permission.

"I hate you." My sister said it different than she said it to my dad. She meant it with me.She really did. "I love you," was all I could say in return. "You're a freak, you know that? Everyone says so. They always have." "I'm trying not to be.” 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.

I feel like a big faker because I've been putting my life back together, and nobody knows.

I wonder what my speech would be.

I really think that everyone should have watercolors, magnetic poetry, and a harmonica.