I'm just thinking too fast-- much too fast.

The radio comes back even louder than you remember it.

So I started shoveling Bob's driveway, which is a strange thing to do at a New Years Eve Party

He realized that if he didn't leave, it would never be his life. It would be theirs.

I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.

Incidentally, I only have one cavity, and as much as my dentist asks me to, I just can't bring myself to floss.

I couldn't believe Sam actually got me a present because i honestly thought the "I love you" was it.