Bonding over illegal drugs hadn't magically solved our problems,

Just the perfect peace of nothingness. That's what I believed.

I could write my name across the sky, and it would be in invisible ink.

As human beings, we're born believing that we are the apex of creation, that we are invincible, that no problem exists that we cannot solve. But we inevitably die with all our beliefs broken.

Popularity is teenage heroin.

I hate Jesse for leaving me behind. If he asked, I would have walked into the air with him.

And I stood there and took it because I was an object. We were all objects to Marcus McCoy.

We aren't just defined by who we are, but by who are friends are. It's funny that we put so much importance on something that wont mean shit once we graduate.

She's the gristle stuck between Time's teeth, and I love her for it.