O, take me back to when t i m e was ours, and smiles fit our lips so carelessly.
i can’t wait for weekend. i’ll also answer all the questions/brs i have in my ask during the weekend, because i’m very tired after school. i love you, please forgive me.
i want to write a movie about a girl with depression who meets a boy and they become friends and thats it. he’s just another friend. she goes to therapy and learns to love herself and saves herself. because thats how it happens. thats real life. you’re the hero. you can save yourself.
I really like people like you.
She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her, Van Houten. You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.
I do, Augustus. I do.
malia punching every boy that says kira “doesn’t belong in the lacrosse team”