you ever been trapped in a world where you're everyone's worst nightmare?

We’d turn our lives into a terrible adventure. A true-life horror story with a happy ending. A trial we’d survive to talk about.

It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.

Everyone is equal and everyone is forced to participate; you can't just be a spectator.

You cannot be the person they know and the great, glorious person you want to become. Not at the same time.

The only reason why we ask other people how their weekend was is so we can tell them about our own weekend.

This isn't about love as in caring. This is about property as in ownership.