“i have never had anybody talk to me like this.this is not a flirty sixth-grade phone call or bantering with friends or words passed in a note.i feel that if my soul could talk it wouldtalk like this.”

“We had an unspoken love for one another. Probably because she’d never talk to me or return my phone calls or texts.
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“I tried not to laugh. Landon had been my friend since the sixth grade, but he was a boy, and boys made no sense to me...”

“I liked this girl in my sixth grade class. I dared her to kiss me -- but she didn't!”

“I couldn't trust you with it. To do something with it. I don't want anybody talking about me. To say where I was or what I said when I was there. I mean, you could talk about me maybe. But nobody could say that it was me. I could be anybody. I think in times like these the less said the better. If something had happened and we were survivors and we met on the road then we'd have something to talk about. But we're not. So we don't.”

“Talking to people makes me feel like sleeping. Only my ghostly and imaginary friends, only the conversations I have in my dreams, are genuinely real and substantial.”