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.

It's much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn't stop for anybody.

I walk around the school hallways and look at the people. I look at the teachers and wonder why they're here. If they like their jobs. Or us. And I wonder how smart they were when they were fifteen. Not in a mean way. In a curious way. It's like looking at all the students and wondering who's had their heart broken that day, and how they are able to cope with having three quizzes and a book report due on top of that. Or wondering who did the heart breaking. And wondering why.

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.

I walked over to the hill where we used to go and sled. There were a lot of little kids there. I watched them flying. Doing jumps and having races. 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 someday. But for now, sledding is enough. I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn't.

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.

I feel like a big faker because I've been putting my life back together, and nobody knows.

É como quando você se olha no espelho e diz seu nome. E chega a um ponto em que nada parece real.