So what's the point of using words nobody else knows or can say comfortably? I just don't understand that.

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 hate you." I love you." You're a freak, you know that? Everyone says so. They always have." I'm trying not to be.

More like the movie where the guy meets a smart girl who wears a lot of sweaters and drinks cocoa. They talk about books and issues and kiss in the rain.

It’s much easier not to know things sometimes.

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?

After a few minutes, it was time for me to leave. I don't know who decides these things. It just happens.