I've Given Him More Mixed Signals Than

This Must Be Part Of Mother Nature's Master Plan—making These Boys So Irresistibly Cute, In Such A Naughty Way, That The Purity Of Their Intentions Becomes Irrelevant.

Friendship Is Love As Much As Any Romance. And Like Any Love, It’s Difficult And Treacherous And Confusing. But In The Moment When Your Knees Touch, There’s Nothing Else You Could Ever Want.

There Are Just Lots Of Possibilities In The World...i Need To Keep My Mind Open For What Could Happen And Not Decide That The World Is Hopeless If What I Want To Happen Doesn't Happen. Because Something Else Great Might Happen In Between.

Tal Told Me He Loved Me, And Told Me And Told Me, But You Don't Tell Someone That And Then Tell Them They're Not Experienced Enough In Bed And Should Read A Book Or Something To Learn, Or They Should Try Wearing Deep-red Lipstick And Tight Skirts To Look Hot Like Their Best Friend Once In A While. If Tal Hadn't Lied To Me When He Said He Loved Me, I Might Not Be Without A Future Right Now, A Sucker Who Was So Chickenshit She Allowed Herself To Believe A False Dream From A False God. I'm Not Sure I Ever Even Liked Tal, Much Less Loved Him.

The Handwriting Was A Girl’s. I Mean, You Can Tell. That Enchanted Cursive.