When it’s finals week and you’ve been studying for five hours straight, you need three things to get you through the nigh.The biggest Slurpee you can find,half cherry half Coke.Pajama pants, the kind that have...

I wonder, though… what would it be like? To be that close to a boy and have him see all of you, no holding back. Would it be scary only for a second or two,...

I’m always wondering about the what-ifs, about the road not taken.

That’s when I finally got it. I finally understood. It wasn’t the thought that counted. It was the actual execution that mattered, the showing up for somebody. The intent behind it wasn’t enough. Not for...

No, I don’t think so. I was talking to my sister.”Peter’s eyes widen, and I can see him trying to keep a straight face.

Will you please take me home?”I peer at her. She’s had, like, two beers. I’ve seen her finish a six-pack in under an hour and not get tipsy.

When boy likes you, you say no thank you. You don’t kick him on the ground.

I think that time might be different for young people. The minutes longer, stronger, more vibrant.

Can you just . . . can you go get dressed and come with me and we’ll talk about it later? My mom’s expecting you.

I’m clenching my fists so tight my fingernails leave red crescent moons on my skin. I feel a surge, a heat roar up inside me. As bad as I’m hurting now, he’ll hurt ten times...

It will get easier each time, I think. I hope. I just have to keep trying.

Love is scary: it changes; it can go away. That’s the part of the risk. I don’t want to be scared anymore.

I don’t think relationships are just physicality. There are ways to show you care about someone, not just using your lips… Or any other body part.

I don’t think any man is my equal. Women are far superior, and don’t you forget it. Don’t forget any of the things I just told you.

Do you think there’s a difference? Between belonging with and belonging to?

Josh and I started out so easy, so fun, and now we’re like strangers. I’ll never have that person back, who I knew better than anyone and who knew me so well.

I wonder, though…what would it be like? To be that close to a boy and have him see all of you, no holding back.

I need peace,” I say, closing my eyes. “I need to replenish myself with peace.

He smiled at me, and that smile — he just gets in. His smile did it every time.

Would you rather live one perfect day over and over or live your life with no perfect days but just decent ones?

If two people are meant to be, they’ll find their way to each other.

I look at Kitty, who’s braiding Chris’s hair in microbraids. She’s being extra quiet so we forget she’s here and don’t kick her out. ‘I think that as long as you’re ready and it’s what...

Susannah continued. “If and when I go off slow dancing in the ever after, I don’t want to look like I’ve been stuck in a hospital room my whole life. I at least want to...

I could feel my insides sink. My knees too. So I sat on the ground, against the wall, letting it support me. I thought I knew what heartbreak felt like. I thought heartbreak was me,...

It’s scary when it’s real. When it’s not just thinking about a person, but, like, having a real live person in front of you, with, like, expectations. And wants.

How was I supposed to know what’s real and what’s not? It feels like I’m the only one who doesn’t know the difference.

I need you to know that no matter what happens, it was worth it to me. Being with you, loving you. It was all worth it.

Don’t marry him. Don’t be with him. Be with me.

I’ve never gotten a love letter before. But reading these notes like this, one after the other, it feels like I have. It’s like . . . it’s like there’s only ever been Peter. Like...

This is Karma. I’m a bitch. Can you think of anyone who deserves a bitch slap?”My phone buzzes again.”If so meet at Judy Blue Eyes, 2am. If not, sit back and enjoy the show.

Sometimes it’s like people are a million times more beautiful to you in your mind. It’s like you see them through a special lens — but maybe if it’s how you see them,that’s how they...

For a minute there it was really good. It was really, really good. Wasn’t it good? Maybe really, really good things aren’t meant to last for too long; maybe that’s what makes them all the...

It’s crazy, how similar we are. Here’s both of us, working through our stuff, trying to make something positive out of something really bad.

Él no me dio flores o dulces. Me dio la luna y las estrellas. El infinito.

I say looking on the bright side of life never killed anybody.