So, I heard you're this ninja or something.

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

When you think back to your first kiss, your hair is perfect and she was wearing a cool outfit. We remember it with restraint and we remember it with style. We remember it as idealistically as you can think.

To tell you the truth, I've just been avoiding everything.

Maybe he didn’t really encourage me to do things, but he didn’t prevent me from doing them either. But after a while, I didn’t do things because I didn’t want him to think different about me. But the thing is, I wasn’t being honest. So, why would I care whether or not he loved me when he didn’t really even know me?

He was the boy that made mix tapes with themes and hand-colored covers until the day he hit my sister and stopped crying.

there was a time when these weren't memories.