When I'm At School In The City,

Don't Stop Doing What You Love. Don't Let Your Future Be Ruined By A Bunch Of Loony Sand Monkeys.

But Why Would It Matter? We Aren't ... Or...uh...weren't ..." Which Is It, Jess? "aren't" Or "weren't"? Present Or Past Tense? Now Or Then? "we Haven't Been Talking To Each Other." Past Imperfect Tense. How Appropriate.

The Great Thing About Fiction Is That You Can Start Off By Telling The Truth, Then Start Making Stuff Up Like Crazy Whenever You Feel Like It.

It Kind Of Makes Me Wish That The Worst Thing That Will Ever Happen To Me Would Just Hurry Up And Happen Already. That Way I Could Live The Rest Of My Life In Bliss, If Only Because I Know How Much Worse Things Could Be.

...he Makes Me Feel Out Of Control And Out Of My Head. He Is Exhilarating And Terrifying. I See And Feel Him Everywhere, And I'm Always Grasping For Equilibrium Even When He's Not There... I Feel Like I'm Always Falling In Love, Falling And Falling And Falling.