Tyler and me at the edge of the roof, the gun in my mouth, I'm wondering how clean this gun is.
When did the future switch from being a promise to a threat?
Just for the record, how I feel right now is very terrific.
The first time we meet another person an insidious little voice in our heads says, "I might wear eyeglasses or be chunky around the hips or a girl, but at least I'm not Gay or Black or a Jew." Meaning: I may be me- but at least I have the good sense not to be YOU.
I wanted to destroy everything beautiful I'd never have.
You could stab a knife right through my heart and you'd be too late.