Then again maybe there’s something that I’ve been doing in the privacy of my own bedroom my whole life that I think is perfectly normal but is actually illegal in thirty-two states.
A relationship ends because you’ve outgrown it. It can begin again because you, as two, can fill the new shape.
Ever notice how people wait until they’re not going to see you anymore to say something nice to you?
You can only really really hurt the ones that you really really love.
He always loved her because of, not in sprite of, her flaws.
As much as I don’t care about those things, I think it’s human nature to not want to feel totally insignificant.
When I’m at school in the city, I don’t feel particularly worldly or wise. It’s only when I come back home that I remember exactly why I left.
I’m not sure I’ll ever be finished. No matter how much I write, there will always be something I should’ve said.
Every day, I live a lie But not the crocodile kind.
Excuse our appearances. We are taking apart yesterday, to make way for tomorrow.
Don’t stop doing what you love. Don’t let your future be ruined by a bunch of loony sand monkeys.
Gone for a while Hoping, always, to return If you will let me.
Then a lightning bolt shot straight through my skivvies. Sha-ZAM!
I love you. And I want you, too. But. However. Unfortunately...
Since I’ve known you, you’ve been spinning and spinning and spinning into all these various personas, and none of this self-exploration and experimentation has given you a sense of peace. I’ve known you for six years, intimately for four, and I still have no idea who I’m in love with.
The great thing about fiction is that you can start off by telling the truth, then start making stuff up like crazy whenever you feel like it.
The real world, whether we like it or not, is right here, right now. All of this, every day, is important. Everybody matters. Everything we do has an effect on other, directly or indirectly, whether we realize it or not.
I used to think that I wouldn’t change anything from my past, because doing so would inevitably affect who I am now. But considering my current state, I’m thinking it might not be a bad idea to go back in time to fix things.
All subjects are the same. I memorize notes for a test, spew it, ace it, then forget it. What makes this scary for the future of our country is that I’m in the tip-top percentile on every standardized test. I’m a model student with a very crappy attitude about learning.
And so I’ll let you go, and let it be. Whatever.