Opinions are like assholes, everyone has one but they think each others stink.

I can't sleep. Too many thoughts running through my useless head.

I want to be wherever you are.

(Kiara sees Carlos' bleeding face)"Carlos! Oh my God, what happened?" "You still recognize me with a busted-up face. That's a good sign, right?

Three things Marco taught me today race through my mind: boys will lie to your face just to have sex with you, don't trust any boy who says I love you, and never date a boy who lives on the south side of Fairfield.

Brit: What's your major? Alex: Chemistry. And yours? Brit: Chemistry. Kiss me so we can see if we still have it. 'Cause you own my heart, my soul, and everything else in between.

Unfortunately, I can’t run from my heart. It hurts, deep inside my body. And I know I’ll never be the same.