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Sam Dropped Me Off. When She Was Too Far Away To See Me, I Started To Cry Again. Because She Was My Friend Again. And That Was Enough For Me.

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Sam Dropped Me Off. When She Was Too Far Away To See Me, I Started To Cry Again. Because She Was My Friend Again. And That Was Enough For Me.

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As I Was Walking Up The Stairs To Dad's Old Room, And I Was Looking At The Photographs, I Started Thinking That There Was A Time When These Weren't Memories. That Someone Actually Took The Photograph, And The People In The Photograph Had Just Eaten Lunch Or Something.

You Should Tell Her How Nice Her Outfit Is Because Her Outfit Is Her Choice Whereas Her Face Isn't.

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I Don't Even Remember The Season. I Just Remember Walking Between Them And Feeling For The First Time That I Belonged Somewhere.

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I Don't Know What I'm Supposed To Do Now. I Know Other People Have It A Lot Worse. I Do Know That, But It's Crashing In Anyway, And I Just Can't Stop Thinking That The Little Kid Eating French Fries With His Mom In The Shopping Mall Is Going To Grow Up And My Sister.

It's Strange Because Sometimes, I Read A Book, And I Think I Am The People In The Book.

And She Looked At Me Like She Couldn't Believe I Knew She Loved Anne Rice. I Guess He Didn't Know How Much She Talked Or How Much I Listened.

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Writing Screenplays Is Incredibly Hard. I Can't Call It Joy. Writing Novels? Joy. Directing? Joy. Writing Screenplays? That's Where You Pay All Your Dues.

Some Kids Look At Me Strange In The Hallways Because I Don't Decorate My Locker.

I Love Twinkies, And The Reason I Am Saying That Is Because We Are All Supposed To Think Of Reasons To Live.

I Would Make The Movie Industry More Like The Television Industry. Tv Is More Material Driven. In Tv, You Can Break New Stars. Tv Can Take More Chances.

That Was Always My Hope That That Is Exactly What I Would Do. It Was Always Part Of The Dream Of This Story - To Write The Novel And Then Direct The Movie.

Five Minutes Of A Lifetime Were Truly Spent, And We Felt Young In A Good Way.

I Spent All Night Working On It, And I Hope Patrick Likes It As Much As I Do. Especially The Second Side. I Hope It's The Kind Of Second Side That He Can Listen To Whenever He Drives Alone And Feel Like He Belongs To Something Whenever He's Sad. I Hope It Can Be That For Him.

I Love My Mom. And This Time, I Told Her I Loved Her. And She Told Me She Loved Me, Too. And Things Were Okay For A Little While.

When You Think Back To Your First Kiss, Your Hair Is Perfect And She Was Wearing A Cool Outfit. We Remember It With Restraint And We Remember It With Style. We Remember It As Idealistically As You Can Think.

If The Right Thing Came Along, I Would Absolutely Direct Something I Did Not Write Because I Love The Process So Much, But We'll See. I'm Taking It Day By Day.

I Feel Like A Big Faker Because I've Been Putting My Life Back Together, And Nobody Knows.

Part Of The Reason I Wrote The Book Was I Wanted To Understand For Myself Why Such Good People Let Themselves Get Treated So Badly.

I Hate You." I Love You." You're A Freak, You Know That? Everyone Says So. They Always Have." I'm Trying Not To Be.

Most Of The People I Know Who Were Raised To Be Accommodating Or Were Raised To Just Be Nice And Put Everybody's Needs Ahead Of Theirs, There Comes A Moment When The Pressure Builds And They Can't Do It Anymore. They Have Needs And They Feel Neglected And They Usually Explode.

I Don't Know What's Wrong With Me. It's Like All I Can Do Is Keep Writing This Gibberish To Keep From Breaking Apart.

Patrick Actually Used To Be Popular Before Sam Bought Him Some Good Music.

I Just Think It's Bad When A Boy Looks At A Girl And Thinks That The Way He Sees Her Is Better Than She Actually Is. And I Think It's Bad When The Most Honest Way A Boy Can Look At A Girl Is Through A Camera.

The Outside Lights Were On, And It Was Snowing, And It Looked Like Magic. Like We Were Somewhere Else. Like We Were Someplace Better.

Banning Books Gives Us Silence When We Need Speech. It Closes Our Ears When We Need To Listen. It Makes Us Blind When We Need Sight.

Those Writers That Have Zero Say In Their Movie Adaptations Have Zero Say Because They Sell It. If You Don't Sell It, And You Do It Yourself, And You Wait Until The Screenplay Is Ready, You Don't Have To Worry About That.

I Just Laid Around In My Bed, Looking At The Ceiling, And I Smiled Because It Was A Nice Kind Of Quiet.

There Are Other People Who Have It A Lot Worse

Have You Ever Done That? You Feel Really Bad, And Then It Goes Away, And You Don’t Know Why.

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