The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you.
I wish friends held hands more often, like the children I see on the streets sometimes. I'm not sure why we have to grow up and get embarrassed about it.
There are few things worse than having feelings for someone you shouldn't, and I don't like where my thoughts were headed.
For the two of us, home isn't a place. It is a person. And we are finally home.
I'm a little distracted by this English French American Boy Masterpiece.
We both got our Point Zero wishes - each other. He said he wished for me every time.
French name, English accent, American school. Anna confused.
I'm saying I'm in love with you! I've been in love with you this whole bleeding year!
Why do I care so much about him, and why do I wish I didn't? How can one person make me so confused all of the time?
Girl scouts didn't teach me what to do with emotionally unstable drunk boys.
Is it possible for home to be a person and not a place?
Why is it that the right people never wind up together? Why are people so afraid to leave a relationship, even if they know it's a bad one?
How many times can our emotions be tied to someone else's - be pulled and stretched and twisted - before they snap? Before they can never be mended again?
It's not right. It hasn't been right, not since I met you.
Will you please tell me you love me? I'm dying here.
I don't understand why things always go from perfect to weird with us. It's like we're incapable of normal human interaction.
Madame Guillotine gets mad at me. Not because I told them to shove it, but because I didn't say it in French. What is wrong with this school?
I don't want to feel this way around him. I want things to be normal. I want to be his friend, not another stupid girl holding out for something that will never happen.
One of the new girls followed me in and said she thinks Toph is an insensitive douchebag motherhumping assclown, and that I shouldn't let him get to me. Which was sweet, but didn't really help.
I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
Seriously, I don't know any American girl who can resist an English accent.
I mean, really. Who sends their kid to boarding school? It's so Hogwarts. Only mine doesn't have cute boy wizards or magic candy or flying lessons.
So what do I wish for? Something I'm not sure I want? Someone I'm not sure I need? Or someone I know I can't have?
I wasn't being a git. I wasn't even being a twat, or a wanker, or any of your other bleeding Briticisms -
The first thing I notice is his hair - it's the first thing I notice about anyone. It's dark brown and messy and somehow both long and short at the same time. I think of the Beatles, since I've just seen them in Meredith's room. It's artist's hair. Musician hair. I-pretend-I-don't-care-but-I-really-do hair.
I wish for the thing that is best for me.
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