And at some point, the struggle becomes too much-too tiring-and you consider letting go. Allowing tragedy... or whatever... to happen.

Maybe it's not as important to you as it was for me, but that's not for you to decide.

I swear, guys in groups are capable of the stupidest things." "Like war," Kellan says, heaping napkins and ketchup packets onto her tray. "And jumping off rooftops." "And lighting their farts on fire," she says.

That's why you did it. You wanted your world to collapse around you. You wanted everything to get as dark as possible.

People grow apart, and sometimes, there nothing anyone can do about it.

When the right moment appears, the key is to not let it pass.

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.