Have you ever done that? You feel really bad, and then it goes away, and you don’t know why.

If the advice is simply to respect yourself and follow the path that you want to follow, that would be the best advice I could ever pass on.

And she looked at me like she couldn't believe I knew she loved Anne Rice. I guess he didn't know how much she talked or how much I listened.

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.

I just think it's bad when a boy looks at a girl and thinks that the way he sees her is better than she actually is. And I think it's bad when the most honest way a boy can look at a girl is through a camera.

Why would I care whether or not he loved me when he didn't even really know me?

and for the first time in my life I understand the end of that poem. And I never wanted to. You have to believe me.