I always wondered if there was a purpose to the universe, if there was a plan, if there was some sort of organizing factor, hopefully that I played a role in.

I don't believe in prom,' I reminded her as she rounded a corner. I expertly angled my raisin bran to accomodate the g-forces. I'd done this before.

I am a grenade," I said again. "I just want to stay away from people and read books and think and be with you guys because there's nothing I can do about hurting you: You're too invested, so just please let me do that, okay? "I'm going to go to my room and read for awhile, okay? I'm fine. I really am fine: I just want to go read for a while.

Poetry is just so emo." he said. "Oh, the pain. The pain. It always rains. In my soul.

I liked being a person. I wanted to keep at it.

Remember that time in the minivan, twenty minutes ago, when we didn't die?

If only we could see the endless string of consequences that result from our smallest actions. But we can't know better until knowing better is useless.