I am really in love with Sam, and it hurts very much.
It's okay to feel things. And be who you are about them.
Enjoy it. Because it's happening.
We accept the love we think we deserve.
Sometimes, I look outside, and I think that a lot of other people have seen this snow before. Just like I think that a lot of other people have read those books before. And listened to those songs. I wonder how they feel tonight.
I just laid around in my bed, looking at the ceiling, and i smiled because it was a nice kind of quiet.