Memories, You See, Hurt. The Good Ones

A Dancer On Break Approached Him. She Smiled. Each Tooth Was Angled In A Different Direction, As If Her Mouth Were The Masterwork Of A Mad Orthodontist. "hi," She Said. "hi." "you're Really Cute." "i Don't Have Any Money." She Spun And Walked Away. Ah, Romance.

There Is The Old Catch-22 Line That A Mentally Unstable Person Can't Know, As Per Their Illness, That They Are Unstable. But That Was Wrong. You Can And Do Have The Insight To See Your Own Crazy.

Life May Not Always Fall Into Neat Chapters, And You May Not Always Get The Satisfying Ending You're Looking For, But Sometimes A Good Explanation Is All The Rewrite You Need.

Years Fly By, But The Heart Stays In The Same Place.

Getting Into A Fight With A Popular Senior. Pissing Off A School Teacher And The Local Chief Of Police. Hanging With Two Major-league Losers." She Slapped My Back. "welcome To High School.