Some kids look at me strange in the hallways because I don't decorate my locker.
So what's the point of using words nobody else knows or can say comfortably? I just don't understand that.
I want to make sure that the first person you kiss loves you, okay?
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.
And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms.
I am writing to you because she said you listen and understand and didn't try to sleep with that person at that party even though you could have.