You can't stop the future You can't rewind the past The only way to learn the secret ...is to press play.
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Jay Asher
Jay Asher is an American writer of contemporary novels for teens. He is best known for writing Thirteen Reasons Why. 2Biography Jay Asher was born in Arcadia, California on September 30, 1975. He grew up with a family that encouraged him to pursue all of his interests, from playing the guitar to his writing. He attended Cuesta Community College right after graduating from San Luis Obispo High School. It was here where he wrote his first two children’s books for a class called Children’s Literature Appreciation. After high school, he decided he wanted to become an elementary school teacher. He then transferred to California Polytechnic State University in San Luis Obispo where he left his senior year in order to pursue his career as a serious writer. He married Joan Marie on September 7, 2002. Throughout his life he worked in various establishments, including working as a salesman in a shoe store and in libraries and bookstore
Take away this mask of flesh and bone and see me for my soul alone.
You don’t know what goes on in anyone’s life but your own. And when you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re not messing with just that part. Unfortunately, you can’t be that precise and selective. When you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re messing with their entire life.…
It must be possible to swim in the ocean of the one you love without drowning.
I would’ve stayed till you opened up and let everything out…
I would’ve stayed till you opened up and let everything out…
Take away this mask of flesh and bone and see me for my soul alone.
Pardon me, but you really hurt my feelings.
It seemed like you could know me. Like you could understand anything I told you. And the more we spoke, I knew why. The same things excited us. The same things concerned us.
It seemed like you could know me. Like you could understand anything I told you. And the more we spoke, I knew why. The same things excited us. The same things concerned us.
If you’re angry, you don’t have to write a poem dealing with the cause of your anger. But it needs to be an angry poem. So go ahead… write one. I know you’re at least a little bit angry with me. And when you’re done with your poem, decipher it as if you’d just found it printed in a textbook and know…
No one knows for certain how much impact they have on the lives of other people. Oftentimes, we have no clue. Yet we push it just the same.
You can’t decide not to see yourself anymore. You can’t decide to turn off the noise in your head.
If you hear a song that makes you cry and you don’t want to cry anymore, you don’t listen to that song anymore. But you can’t get away from yourself. You can’t decide not to see yourself anymore. You can’t decide to turn off the noise in your head.
I wanted to tell you everything. And that hurt because some things were too scary. Some things even I didn’t understand.
No one knows for certain how much impact they have on the lives of other people. Oftentimes, we have no clue. Yet we push it just the same.
When you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re not messing with just that part. Unfortunately, you can’t be that precise and selective. When you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re messing with their entire life.
But sometimes there’s nothing left to do but move on.
It seemed like you could know me. Like you could understand anything I told you. And the more we spoke, I knew why. The same things excited us. The same things concerned us.
But you can’t get away from yourself. You can’t decide not to see yourself anymore. You can’t decide to turn off the noise in your head.