Oh sure. Because we always talk about deep down stuff.
The sad truth is, they should never trust me.
I'm going to die a virgin. I like the thought if it. So pure.
I don't have to answer. Until you know the question.
Sometimes I felt as if there were no tomorrows, that everything, my whole life, was crammed into one long day. A continuous stretch of meaningless time. Sometimes I even wished there was no tomorrow, if this was all I had to look forward to.
I wish I could tell my parents, " If you want to help me, help me die.