Is it such a crime to want love, and to be loved.
I was sixteen. The people around me were hurling dripping handfuls of paint at the blank canvas that was me, and I was watching the painting come together. And I thought I was painting it, of course. Of course I did. I was sixteen. Admittedly, I am only seventeen now. But some years are longer than others.
—John Green
So that is how he is vice president.
I would like everyone to know that Tessa has once shared a video screen with the author that is a god to many teenagers, John Green.
My brother trying on my cousins jacket.
Today was a weird day.
I emerged first in a small family of tents.
I used a tree a back rest while I pissed.
I sang my heart out with my favorite brother.
I’m in posses of a guitar that means too much and too little.
I said goodbye to an old friend.
Today was a good day.
This is Part 2 of Lizzie and Tessa go insane.
