What about when someone doesn’t need a shoulder? What if they need the arms?
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.
Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn’t stop for anybody.
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.
I just need to know that someone out there listens and understands and doesn’t try to sleep with someone even if they could have. I need to know these people exist.
It’s strange how things can change back as suddenly as they changed originally. When one thing happens and suddenly, things are back to normal.
It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody.
I feel like a big faker because I’ve been putting my life back together, and nobody knows.
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.
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 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.
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.
I was in my bed trying to figure out why sometimes you can wake up and go back to sleep and other times you can’t
As you see the opening get closer, you just can’t get fast enough. And finally, just when you think you’ll never get there, you see the opening right in front of you.
I’m not saying she was lying to me, but she just acted so different before I got to know her, and if she really isn’t like what she was at the beginning, I wish she could have just said so.
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.
Why do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we’re nothing”; – “We accept the love we think we deserve,
There’s nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.
On Friday night, I was reading my new book, but my brain got tired, so I decided to watch some television instead.
I hate you.’My sister said it different than she said it to my dad. She meant it with me. She really did.’I love you,’ was all I could say in return.
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.
If you care about somebody, you should want them to be happy. Even if you wind up being left out.
And then he says something like this … “I would die for you. But I won’t live for you.” Something like that. 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.
If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am.
Patrick actually used to be popular before Sam bought him some good music.
Incidentally, I only have one cavity, and as much as my dentist asks me to, I just can’t bring myself to floss.
It’s strange because sometimes, I read a book, and I think I am the people in the book. Also, when I write letters, I spend the next two days thinking about what I figured out in my letters.
Everyone loves each other, but no one really likes each other
The two families really don’t like each other, except for all us younger cousins because we don’t know any better.
I just need to know that someone out there listens and understands and doesn’t try to sleep with people even if they could have. I need to know that these people exist.
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 see things You keep quiet about them. You understand.
I don’t want to be just another thing mary elizabeth is in charge of
And things were back to normal except we were just friends.
Things change and friends leave and life doesn’t stop for anybody
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.
I don’t remember where we were walking to or where we were walking from. I don’t even remember the season. I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere.
I know we didn’t accomplish anything, but it felt great to sit there and talk about our place in things.
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.
That nice feeling when you look in the mirror, and your hair’s right for the first time in your life? I don;t think we should base so much on weight, muscles, and a good hair day, but when it happens, it’s nice. It really is.
Things get worse before they get better, but this is a worse that feels too big.
It is now my favorite book of all time, but then again, I always think that until I read another book.
And she kissed me. It was the kind of kiss that I could never tell my friends about out loud. It was the kind of kiss that made me know that I was never so happy in my whole life.
What’s the point of using words nobody knows or can say comfortably?
I am both happy and sad at the same time, and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.
I just wish that God or my parents or Sam or my sister or someone would just tell me what’s wrong with me. Just tell me how to be different in a way that makes sense.
I know I should have been grateful because it was a very nice thing to do. But I wasn’t grateful. I wasn’t grateful at all. Don’t get me wrong. I acted like I was. But I wasn’t. To tell you the truth, I was starting to get mad.
I thought if I didnt take a break, I would do something even worse. Like yell or hang up the phone.
I just reminded myself that she didn’t say it mean. She wasn’t making fun of me. She wasn’t comparing. Or criticizing.
I just kind of put my feelings away somewhere after that.
I decided then that when I met someone I thought was as beautiful as the song, I should give it to that person. And I didn’t mean beautiful on the outside. I meant beautiful in all ways. So, I was giving it to Sam
I was just trying to be a friend,’ I said. ‘But you weren’t, Charlie. At those times, you weren’t being his friend at all. Because you weren’t honest with him.
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 won’t change the fact that they are upset.
It was hard to listen to her all the time without getting to say anything back
Things change, friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody.
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 everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love.
Put my head under my pillow, and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.
I know that things get worse before they get better because that’s what my psychiatrist says, but this is a worse that feels too big.
Banning books gives us silence when we need speech. It closes our ears when we need to listen. It makes us blind when we need sight.
Some kids look at me strange in the hallways because I don’t decorate my locker,…
A lot of parents make you feel very awkward when you meet them.
I just wish Mary Elizabeth would ask me questions other than “What’s up?
I asked Patrick if he felt sad that he had to keep it a secret, and Patrick just said that he wasn’t sad because at least now, Brad doesn’t have to get drunk or stoned to make love.
Little kids talk about the strangest things. They really do.
Dear Friend, I’m sorry I haven’t written to you in a couple of weeks, but I have been trying to ‘participate’ like Bill said.
I think it’s nice for stars to do interviews to make us think they are just like us, but to tell you the truth, I get the feeling that it’s all a big lie. The problem is I don’t know who’s lying.
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.
Then, I started running. And everything was as good as it could be.
Sam looked at me soft. And she hugged me. And I closed my eyes because I wanted to know nothing but her arms.
Then the movie started. It was in a foreign language and had subtitles, which was fun because I had never read a movie before.
I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everyone was, especially me.
When you think back to your first kiss, your hair is perfect and she was wearing a cool outfit. We remember it with restraint and we remember it with style. We remember it as idealistically as you can think.
If you are in a movie theater, you can look two people down and they are laughing while you are laughing or you can look three people down and they love that song that you love. It is living proof that you are not alone.