I just don't want you to worry about me, or think you've met me, or waste your time anymore.

So, I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them.

I don't know what's wrong with me. It's like all I can do is keep writing this gibberish to keep from breaking apart.

the juniors were acting different because they are now the seniors. They even had T-shirts made. I don't know who plans these things.

It's great that you can listen and be a shoulder to someone, but what about when someone doesn't need a shoulder? What if they need the arms or something like that? You can't just sit there and put everybody's lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can't. You have to do things.

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

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.