Sometimes, I think Bill forgets that I am sixteen. But I am very happy that he does.

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 most beautiful surprise is that you have these moments where you connect with people on a deep level without saying a word. It's one of those wonderful things that you get what you give, and I'm grateful for it.

How about your favorite book?" "This Side of Paradise by From. Scott Fitzgerald." "Why?" "Because it was the last one I read." This made them laugh because they knew I meant it honest, not show-off. Then they told me their favorites, and we sat quiet.

He's a wallflower. You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.

And I guess I realized at that moment that I really did love her. Because there was nothing to gain, and that didn't matter.

Well, I think that part of being young is not exactly knowing why you do some of the things that you do. And it's by exploring your life or experimenting or making mistakes and learning from them hopefully that you start to forge an identity.