It’s as simple as that. Simple and complicated, as most true things are.

Life goes on. Get over it. You're still young. It'll get better. Blah, Blah, Blah

But you have to figure that if it’s too hard to hang on, then maybe you should let go.

You wanna-I dunno-get coffee or something sometime?" Justin smiled "Not coffee. But yes." "Not Coffee it is, then." "Yes, Not Coffee.

There is the sudden. There is the eventual. And in between, there is the living.

teenagers are never joking. when seeking to prove a point, principals and teachers should remember that teenagers are never, ever sarcasic or ironic. if they say "I wish someone would drop a bomb on this school right now," that means they have arranged for a nuclear arsenal to be emptied onto the school and should be immediately suspended and ridiculed. if they say they were merely coming up with a joking excuse to postpone a bio test, reply that all jokes are funny, and that since dropping a bomb on a school is not funny, it is therefore not a joke.

I know it was more than that. But it was also less than that, too.