I just want to not be me.
So now live for real, Craig. Live. Live. Live. Live.
Nobody had told me I was common.
See, when you mess something up, you learn for the next time. It's when people compliment you that you're in trouble. That means they expect you to keep it up.
And that was the closest I've ever come to an epiphany.
I'm jealous of her. Can you be jealous of your mom for being able to handle things? I couldn't take a day off, take a dog to the vet, and cook dinner. That's like three times too much stuff for me to get done in one day. How am I ever going to have my own house?