He Stepped Into My Room With One

Just Because We Don't Understand Why They'd Cover Up Something Doesn't Mean They Aren't," Bobby Said, And We Both Turned To Look At Him. "now You Just Sound Paranoid," I Said. "just Because You're Paranoid Doesn't Mean They're Not After You," Bobby Said With An Expression So Serious That I Couldn't Help But Laugh.

All The Stereotypical ‘dude’ Geeky Things I Like Are Socially Acceptable, And All The Stereotypical ‘lady’ Geeky Things I Like Are Frowned Upon….

I Loved Jack Because Of Every Little Thing About Him. The Way He Laughed, The Way He Made Me Smile, The Way He'd Stay Up Until Nine In The Morning Watching Zombie Movies He'd Seen A Hundred Times, And The Way He Could Never Hold A Grudge. I Loved Him Because I Loved Him, Not Because It Was Fate Or Destiny Or In My Blood, We Had Chosen Each Other, And That Felt More Powerful And More Magical.

Writing Has Always Felt Like A Compulsion. Even At High School There'd Be Times When People Would Ask Me If I Wanted To Go And Hang Out And I'd Sit Home And Write Instead.

I Get That We Can't Be Together. And It's Not Like I'm So Weak-willed That The Simple Act Of Saying Hello To Me Will Cause Me To Jump Your Bones In The Hall.