I Wish I Knew. It Might Make

If It Meant That I Would Never Get To Think Of You That Way, As Long As You Were Happy, It Was Okay.

You Ever Think Charlie, That Our Group Is The Same As Any Other Group Like A Football Team? And The Only Real Difference Between Us Is What We Wear And Why We Wear It?

The Gift From My Secret Santa Wasn't Anything Special. That Makes Me Sad. I Bet You Anything That Mary Elizabeth Is My Secret Santa Because Only She Would Give Me Socks.

I Was In My Bed Trying To Figure Out Why Sometimes You Can Wake Up And Go Back To Sleep And Other Times You Can't

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