I sometimes feel like life is just one big test to see how long we can survive.

One of the stall doors swings open and a fortyish-year-old woman walks out tucking her shirt into her jeans. Her heavy lined eyes land on Seth. "This is the women's restroom." She points a finger to the door. "Can't you read?" "Can't you see that everyone in this club is about twenty years younger than you?" Seth retorts, turning to the mirror. With his pinkie, he messes with bangs. "Now if you'll excuse us, we're going to have some fun.

I've never felt like this before, with anyone. It's against the rules of surviving.

I’m conflicted. On one hand, I want to stay in and catch up on The Vampire Diaries, but there’s this really awesome restaurant I’ve been wanting to try out.

You've always had a good grasp on what's right and wrong. You just have a hard time admitting that sometimes you choose the wrong.

I'm with you because I want to be with you

Just because it's broken doesn't mean it loses its importance.