Homecoming's stupid." And it is. Buch of kids looking for excuses to grope eachother all night.

Maybe Rachel was right all along. Maybe the past is past, history is history, and you just push it aside and look for the future.

Yes, pain meant life. But the symmetric property did not apply; Life did not mean pain.

One time you told me that the opposite of love isn't hate. And I didn't understand that, but I think I do know. Because if you hate someone, you most still care, right? You have to care a little bit; otherwise you would just ignore them and forget they even live. Or lived.

Unreal. I'm feeling nostalgic for something that happened less than twenty-four hours ago. This has got to be a record.

You and your scars. Please! You don't kill youself like this!" I gesture, holding a wrist turned up to the ceiling, then pretending to cut across it with my other hand. "That's just a cry for help. That's just attention. Everbody knows that. Cutting across just gets you to the hospital. That's just from movies and TV shows and stuff like that. You didn't really try to kill yourself. you just wanted attention, but you screwed up. Try harder next time.

Yes,” Howie said solemnly. “I can teach you how to be more ‘street’”. “For God’s sake…” “Or is it ‘urban’? I can’t remember. Anyway, I can teach you, grasshopper. Or hip-hopper.