Sam Has Brown Hair And

And I Could See This Boy Doing His Homework And Thinking About My Sister Naked. And I Could See Them Holding Hands At Football Games That They Do Not Watch. And I Could See This Boy Throwing Up In The Bushes At A Party House. And I Could See My Sister Putting Up With It. And I Felt Very Bad For Both Of Them.

Movies, By Nature, Are Not Subjective, They're Objective.

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.

And I Guess I Realized At That Moment That I Really Did Love Her. Because There Was Nothing To Gain, And That Didn't Matter.

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.