So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.

Moriría por usted. Pero no viviré para usted.

Things change, friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody.

Math has never made any sense to me.

On Friday night, I was reading my new book, but my brain got tired, so I decided to watch some television instead.

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.

Do you enjoy holidays with your family? I don’t mean your mom and dad family, but your uncle and aunt and cousin family? Personally, I do. There are several reasons for this. First, I am...

And I thought that all those little kids are going to grow up someday. And all of those little kids are going to do the things that we do. And they will all kiss someone...

And I thought about how many people have loved those songs. And how many people got through a lot of bad times because of those songs. And how many people enjoyed good times with those...

I thought if I didnt take a break, I would do something even worse. Like yell or hang up the phone.

Enjoy it. Because it’s happening.

I just want you to know that you’re very special… and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone else ever has.

I don’t know if I will have the time to write anymore letters because I might be too busy trying to participate. So if this does end up being the last letter I just want...

I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and then make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit there and put...

I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everyone was, especially me.

Why do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we’re nothing”; – “We accept the love we think we deserve,

She also keeps talking about the Billie Holiday record she bought for me. And she says she wants to expose me to all these great things. And to tell you the truth, I don’t really...

My grandfather was crying. The kind of quiet that is quiet and a secret. The kind of crying that only I noticed. I thought about him going into my mom’s room when she was little...

I sat down and tried to write a story.”Ian MacArthur is a wonderful sweet fellow who wears glasses and peers out of them with delight.”That was the first sentence. The problem was that I just...

Asleep by the SmithsVapour Trail by RideScarborough Fair by Simon & GarfunkelA Whiter Shade of Pale by Procol HarumDear Prudence by the BeatlesGypsy by Suzanne VegaNights in White Satin by the Moody BluesDaydream by Smashing...

And she says she wants to expose me to all these great things. And to tell you the truth, I don’t really want to be exposed to all these great things if it means that...

This moment will just be another story someday.

I just hope I remember to tell my kids that they are as happy as I look in my old photographs. And I hope that they believe me.

It was the look on her face when she said it. And how much she meant it. It suddenly made everything seem like it really was. I felt terrible. Just terrible.

You know I blamed Craig for not letting me do things? You know how stupid I feel about that now? Maybe he didn’t really encourage me to do things, but he didn’t prevent me from...

It’s sweet and everything, but it’s like you’re not even there sometimes. It’s great that you can listen and be a shoulder to someone, but what about when someone doesn’t need a shoulder? What if...

But even if we don’t have the power to choose where we come from we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things.

It was hard to listen to her all the time without getting to say anything back

But in that moment when my brother took the field, all that washed away, and everyone was proud… I looked up at my dad, and he was smiling. I looked at my mom, and she...

Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn’t stop for anybody.

Patrick actually used to be popular before Sam bought him some good music.

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lineshe wrote a poemAnd he called it “Chops”because that was the name of his dogAnd that’s what it was all aboutAnd his teacher gave him an...

She wasn’t bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.

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.

And things were back to normal except we were just friends.

I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that....

Some kids look at me strange in the hallways because I don’t decorate my locker,…

young lady,” and no one was allowed to look at her because she thought she was fat. And how she really wasn’t fat. And how she was actually very pretty. And how different her face...

I am both happy and sad at the same time, and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.

What’s up?

please believe that things are good with me, and even when they’re not, they will be soon enough. And i will always believe the same about you.

If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am.

I think that if I ever have kids, and they are upset, I won’t tell them that people are starving in China or anything like that because it wouldn’t change the fact that they were...

He’s a wallflower. You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.

I feel infinite.

Things change and friends leave and life doesn’t stop for anybody

Put my head under my pillow, and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.

but my dad said it was no excuse.”But I love him!” I had never seen my sister cry that much.”No, you don’t.””I hate you!””No, you don’t.” My dad can be very calm sometimes.”He’s my whole...

Sam and Patrick looked at me. And I looked at them. And I think they knew. Not anything specific really. They just knew. And I think that’s all you can ever ask from a friend.

It’s much easier not to know things sometimes.