And it was just the three of us - three bodies and two people - the three who knew what had happened and too many layers between all of us too much keeping us from one another.

The only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive.

my lungs sucked at being lungs.

I always felt like you had to be important to have enemies.

You should see it. V for Vendetta I mean. "I'll look it up." No. With Me. At my house. Now

I kept waiting for that loneliness and nervousness to make me want to go back. But it never did.

So here's my advice: Study broadly and without fear. Learn a language if you can, because that will make your life more interesting. Read a little bit every day. But more importantly, surround yourself with people who you like and make cool stuff with them. In the end, what you do isn't going to be nearly as interesting or important as who you do it with.