I slowly realized that perfectionism just not that important. What's more important is to try to love the people around you. Whatever that means at a particular time is the best you can do.

And I provide much- needed eye candy.

Eric called Al's suicide brave, and he was wrong. My mother's death was brave. I remember how calm she was, how determined. It isn't just brave that she died for me; it is brave that she did it without announcing it, without hesitation, and without appearing to consider another option.

I am proud. It will get me into trouble someday, but today it makes me brave

Please. They're like the Cult of Four.

I don't have a bullet in my head, do I? So I'm fine.

Human beings as a whole cannot be good for long before the bad creeps back in and poisons us again.