#13reasonswhy
In the past two years, three people who I loved have died. And two… two other people who I thought I hated, also died. But I learned that hate is too simple. Jessica’s right. Hate is easy. Love and understanding are harder. But they are how we take care of each other, how we survive. My dad loves to tell me stories about when he was in high school. The stories usually involve chess club and obscure bands with funny haircuts, because the ’80s were a strange, strange time ...
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