It’s strange how things can change back as suddenly as they changed originally. When one thing happens and suddenly, things are back to normal.

Movies, by nature, are not subjective, they're objective.

It's just that I don't want to be somebody's crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.

I guess when you see somebody in the hallway or on the field or something, it's nice to know that they are a real person.

I don’t want to start thinking again. Not like I have this last week. I can’t think again. Not ever again.

Girls are weird, and I don't mean that offensively. I just can't put it any other way.

So, I looked up, and we were in this giant dome like a glass snowball, and Mark said that the amazing white stars were really only holes in the black glass of the dome, and when you went to heaven, the glass broke away, and there was nothing but a whole sheet of star white, which is brighter than anything but doesn't hurt your eyes. It was vast and open and thinly quiet, and I felt so small.