Girls scare me more than boys. Boys are cruel. Girls are mean.
Why am i here? What's my purpose?
As they were carting him off on a gurney, all I could think was, I wish that was me.
How will you be remembered? As a loner and a loser.
People don't change. There are two kinds of people in the world: winners and losers. Black and white. I don't know where gray fits in, or if you can even live in that shade.
What's the point of living if you don't belong anywhere?