The inside jokes weren't jokes anymore. they had become stories

Try to be a filter, not a sponge.

I know that I brought this all on myself. I know that I deserve this. I'd do anything not to be this way. I'd do anything to make it up to everyone. And to not have to see a psychiatrist, who explains to me about being "passive aggressive.

The gift from my Secret Santa wasn't anything special. That makes me sad. I bet you anything that Mary Elizabeth is my Secret Santa because only she would give me socks.

I'm only being cute here. I don't really mean it. I just wanted to make you smile.

Have you ever done that? You feel really bad, and then it goes away, and you don’t know why.

The fights are always the same