She smelled like herself, like the wind through a tree.

“Sucks to be left out of adolescence, sort of like getting locked in the closet …”

“Before all hope died I used to have this stupid dream that shit could be saved,…”

“His adolescent nerdliness vaporizing any iota of a chance he had for young love…”

“Ana Iris once asked me if I loved him and I told her about the lights in my old…”