Walks are never as good during the day. At night, when everyone's apartments are lit up and you can see inside, that's where the action is. Everything about this fascinates me. Windows, lampposts, building facades. Looking into other people's lives. The way it all comes together, this entity greater than the sum of its parts. I feel inspired. I'm excited about my future life.

A geek is like a dork. Someone who’s on the fringe, who you wouldn’t want to hang out with. A nerd is someone too weird and smart to fit in with the masses. Like me.” “You’re not a nerd!” “It’s okay. I know who I am. I consider it a compliment. I like when people tell me I’m weird.” I cram four Cheez Doodles into my mouth. “I mean, why be normal?

but then you realize that this ‘whole package’ everyone’s looking for is unattainable. No one can be everything you want them to be.

But the absolute worst was when people asked if I was okay. Because then I had to admit that it was real, it happened, and we weren't together anymore.

You can overcome your fears, you cange change, you can make life into what you've always wanted it to be. Maybe not tomorrow, but soon. So hang in.

We can’t help who we love. Love isn’t logical, or even our choice. Love chooses us.

It’s like once everyone decides who you are, you’re locked into their version of you and that’s it.