“I am afraid to show you who I really am, because if I show you who I really am, you might not like it--and that's all I got.”

“I have learned that I am enough...I have learned that no one else canLOVE ME - FOR ME.”

“I sat on the bench outside of class today and talked to Jon. I read to him from my journal, it was the part about the accordian player I was watching on the street last weekend. He said that an accordian is such a perfect metaphor for Love, because you are always opening, and closing, shifting, and getting air, and that's how the music happens. True.”

“Driving to class with him. All I couldthink about wasthat it had beenthree dayssince I'd touchedhis faceAND HESEEMEDso fine.I said, to him "you seem like you didn't miss a beat."He looked at meand saidSabrina, I've missedso many beats, I'veMADE A RhytHM.”

“Who do you let in?”

“MUCKYdrawingI AM FeeLingcompletelymucky today too.everyone at schoolseems so much tougher + pulled togetherand not so emotionally involved.I get so mad at MYSELF FOR'caring so deeply' AND'MAINTAINING' all this stuffin methat FEELS SO PATHectic.I want to put my tHINKingin HYBernation FOR A WHile.”

“I feel quite lost INSIDE myself, like I'm looking for my train tracks for my life, as if they would just appear and solve the growing questions I seem to face (my reflection in the morning).”