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You Don’t Know What Goes On In Anyone’s Life But Your Own. And When You Mess With One Part Of A Person’s Life, You’re Not Messing With Just That Part. Unfortunately, You Can’t Be That Precise And Selective. When You Mess With One Part Of A Person’s Life, You’re Messing With Their Entire Life. Everything. . . Affects Everything.

Josh Will Begin Disappearing Into A Future Where The Only Place He And I Remain Friends Is On The Internet.

And Concentrating On The Spot Where The Two Spindles Should Be Is The Closest I Get To Looking Hannah's Eyes As She Tells My Story.

I Could Picture Life—school And Everything Else—continuing On Without Me. But I Could Not Picture My Funeral. Not At All. Mostly Because I Couldn’t Imagine Who Would Attend Or What They Would Say.

You Need To Figure Out What You Want, Josh. If That Means You Need To Swim Against The Tide To Get It, At Least Youre Aiming For Something That Could Make You Very Happy.