You're splitting?" "No sh*it, Sherlock.

She smiled, turning toward Alek. "You don't know what a friend you have in Dylan.

So, there was this beautiful princess. She was locked in a high tower(...)She was stuck up there(...)So the only thing was to jump.

High school wasn't a trial by fire or some ordeal that had to be survived. It was all a big joke. You just had to provide the laugh track.

Not everything made you stronger. It was possible to survive, yet still be crippled for your trouble. Sometimes it was okay to run away, to skip the test, to chicken out. Or at least to get some help.

Two weeks of killer sunburn is worth a lifetime of being gorgeous

Dude, I just watched you climb up a f*cking building!-Lace