The perks of being a wallflower #1

right now I'm reading a book that's both strange and beautiful, and painful too. it's called "the perks of being a wallflower" and it's written in letter form. the main character is a boy (I think he's fifteen) named charlie. I like him very much. I want to stroke his hair and make everything ok for him, but I don't think he exists so doing that would be hard. at times his mind makes complete sense to me, and at other times I don't get him at all. I suppose humans are like that a lot.
below are a few of the beautiful things that charlie writes, my favourite words and sentences so far.
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So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm till trying to figure out how that could be.
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Anyway, Patrick started driving really fast, and just before we got to the tunnel, Sam stood up, and the wind turned her dress into ocean waves. When we hit the tunnel, all the sound got scooped up into a vacuum and it was replaced by a song on the tape player. A beautiful song called "Landslide". When we got out of the tunnel, Sam screamed this really fun scream, and there it was. Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. Sam sat down and started laughing. Patrick started laughing. I started laughing. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.
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It was one of those days that I didn't mind going to school because the weather was so pretty. The sky was overcast with clouds, and the air felt like a warm bath. I don't think I've ever felt that clean before. When I got home, I had to mow the lawn for my allowance, and I didn't mind one bit. I just listened to the music, and breathed in the day, and remembered things. Things like walking around the neighborhood and looking at the houses and the lawns and the colorful trees and having that be enough.
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Patrick says Craig is "cut and hunky". I do not know where Patrick finds his expressions.
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It's like he would take a photograph of Sam, and the photograph would be beautiful. And he would think that the reason the photograph was beautiful was because of how he took it. If I took it, I would know that the only reason it's beautiful is because of Sam.

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She really didn't say any more other than that, although she kept talking.

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Old pictures look very rugged and young, and the people in the photographs always seem a lot happier than you are.

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Incidentally, I have thought of my second gift for Patrick. It is magnetic poetry. (...) Gift number three was a set of watercolor paints and some paper. I thought he might like to get them even if he never uses them. Gift number four was a harmonica and a book about playing it. I guess it's probably the same gift as the water colors, but I really think that everyone should have watercolors, magnetic poetry, and a harmonica.