I wonder… because that’s all I can do. Silently wonder about the hopeless boy who somehow burrowed himself into the forefront of my thoughts and won’t go the hell away.

The way he looks at me makes me feel… I try to search for an adjective to follow up that thought, but I can't find one. He just makes me feel.

[...] Because I want your first kiss to be the best first kiss in the history of first kisses.

I don't know how this hopeless boy weaseled his way into my life this week, but I know I'm definitely not ready for him to leave.

È molto più facile vivere una vita priva di senso piuttosto che dire 'vaffanculo' e andarsene.

Qualsiasi cosa lui senta, la sento anch’io. Qualsiasi cosa io senta, la sente anche lui. È ciò che accade quando due persone diventano una sola: non si condivide solo l’amore. Si condivide il dolore, la tristezza, l’afflizione e la sofferenza.

What time should I come stalk you tomorrow?”“Six-thirty?” She says breathlessly.“Six-thirty sounds good.” Six-thirty is my new favoritetime of day.

And looking up at him right now, half of me doesn't even want to fight him. I don’t know if I should scream for help or rip off my clothes.

There’s a gate?” I ask, confused. “Why do we always climb the fence?” He shoots me a sly grin. “You were in a dress the two times we’ve been here. Where’s the fun in walking through a gate?