I hate not knowing what to believe anymore. I hate not knowing what's real.
I tried getting my dad to buy me a beeper for my birthday,” he says, “but he thinks only doctors and drug dealers need them.
It was love because it was worth it.
Because I've heard so many stories that I don't know which one is the most popular. But I do know which is the least popular. The truth.
And everyone knows you can’t disprove a rumor.
But sometimes there’s nothing left to do but move on.