Do you even know who the enemy is?" "I think... it's me".

My brain was all right back then; it didn't get stuck in ruts.

Relationships change even more than people. It's like two people changing. It's exponentially more volatile. Especially two teenagers.

I eat not because I want to, not because I have to overcome anything, not to prove myself to anyone, but because it's there. I eat because that's what people do. And somehow when the food is put in front of you by an institution, when there's a large gray force behind it and you don't have to thank anyone for it, you have the animal instinct to make it disappear.

Nobody had told me I was common.

Every tounge bit had another word to say.

I wasn’t gifted. Mom was wrong. I was just smart and I worked hard. I had fooled myself into thinking that was something important to the rest of the world. Other people were complicit in this ruse. Nobody had told me I was common.