I Smile And Play Pretend Through The

Having A Friend Made Everything Else Suck Less.

I Decapitated Dandelions All Morning, Leaving Carnage And Death Strewn Into My Path.

Grandma Frowned And Yelled Something In Russian. She Could Have Been Saying, 'open Up, Your Best Friend Is Here.' On The Other Hand, It Could Have Been, 'america Is A Great Country Because Of Canned Ravioli.

I Am Learning How To Be Angry And Sad And Lonely And Joyful And Excited And Afraid And Happy.

You’re Not Dead, But You’re Not Alive, Either. You’re A Wintergirl, Lia-lia, Caught In Between The Worlds. You’re A Ghost With A Beat- Ing Heart. Soon You’ll Cross The Border And Be With Me. I’m So Stoked. I Miss You Wicked.