We're actors in our lives, pretendin' to be who we want people to think we are.
Senior year is supposed to be a blast-easy and fun. So far it's been anything but.
It'd be cool if God gave everyone a Do Over Day and you could yell "Do Over!" and the day would start new.
Man, my girl is one tough chick when she wants to be. I wonder if it has something to do with those big, comfy granny panties she’s got on.
Outward appearances mean everything.
You're where I want to be.