I hated high school. I was not the greatest student, participated in no activities, and spent most of my time hanging out in my parking lot.

Maybe we were all destined to just keep doing the same stupid things, over and over again, never really learning a single thing.

What you need, what you deserve, is a guy who adores you for what you are. Who doesn't see you as a project, but a prize. you know?

Never would forever, with all its meanings, be so clear and distinct as in the true, guaranteed end of the world.

Too many locks, not enough keys.

You didn't fail. You just opted out. There's a difference.

You could just tell when a person belonged somewhere. That is something you can't fake, no matter how hard you try