Have you ever had so much to say that your mouth closed up tight struggling to harness the nuclear force coalescing within your words? Have you ever had so many thoughts churning inside you that you didn’t dare let them escape in case they blew you wide open? Have you ever been so angry that you couldn’t look in the mirror for fear of finding the face of evil glaring back at you?

So when he asked about getting high, I didn't think, I agreed. We smoked some good California green. Took three tries to put me in the place he said I should be.

It's just so hard to feel good, you know?" I do know. And more than that, it's just so incredibly hard to feel. (54)

...Things happened when you were little. Things you don't remember now, and don't want to. But they need to escape, need to worm their way out of that dark place in your brain where you keep them stashed.

Sometimes the little things in life mean the most.

What's the point of being a hero when everyone thinks you're a villain?

Fake Is that what you are if you choose to improve the basic not perfect you?