There were two kinds of people in our town. The stupid, and the stuck.
There were only two kinds of people in our town. โThe stupid and the stuck- โThe ones who are bound to stay or too dumb to go. Everyone else finds a way out.
Are you accusing me of reading? ~ Ridley
Those were the 'ifs' that kept me from making a fool of myself.
the missing piece my breath my heart my memory me the other half the missing half
the whole way down, I was only thinking one thing . . . L E N A