Pain Is Fear, And I'm Not Afraid.

Something About Giving In Without A Fight Felt Wrong.

Maybe The Truth Is, There's A Little Bit Of Loser In All Of Us. Being Happy Isn't Having Everything In Your Life Be Perfect. Maybe It's About Stringing Together All The Little Things.

For Some Reason Our Lives Were Marked By Summers. . . . Summer Was The Time When Our Lives Joined Completely, When We All Had Our Birthdays, When Really Important Things Happened

Love Yourself And Your Friends Unconditionally .

Sometimes It Is A Relief To Be Invisible