The Older I Get, The More I

I Have To Cross The River Of Extreme Awkwardness In Order To Get To The Paradise On The Other Side.

When First Love Ends, Most People Eventually Know There Will Be More To Come. They Are Not Through With Love. Love Is Not Through With Them. It Will Never Be The Same As The First, But It Will Be Better In Different Ways.

How Can You Spend Hours Every Day Trying In Small Ways To Figure Out Who You Are, Then Have A Near-stranger Give You A Sentence Of Yourself That Says It Better Than You Ever Could?

If I Lose It Now, I Will Lose You, Too. I Know That. I Hate It.

You Know What Happens To Girls Who Loves Lost Boys? They Become Lost Themselves.