So, Tomorrow, I’m Leaving. And I’m Not

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.

And We Could All Sit Around And Wonder And Feel Bad About Each Other And Blame A Lot Of People For What They Did Or Didn’t Do Or What They Didn’t Know. I Don’t Know. I Guess There Would Always Be Someone To Blame.

If It Meant That I Would Never Get To Think Of You That Way, As Long As You Were Happy, It Was Okay.

Sam Has Brown Hair And Very, Very Pretty Green Eyes. The Kind Of Green That Doesn't Make A Big Deal About Itself.

Craig Said The Problem With Things Is That Everyone Is Always Comparing Everyone With Everyone