Some people seek to understand, and some people seek to portray what they want to portray.
And it struck me then, that I liked Sean because he looked, well, slutty. A boy who had been around. A boy who couldn't remember if he was Catholic or not.
No one is drawn to writing about being happy or feelings of joy.
You learn to move on without the people you love.
I don't want to care. If I care about things, it'll just be worse, it'll just be another thing to worry about. It's less painful if I don't care.
That's how I became the damaged party boy who wandered through the wreckage, blood streaming from his nose, asking questions that never required answers. That's how I became the boy who never understood how anything worked. That's how I became the boy who wouldn't save a friend. That's how I became the boy who couldn't love the girl.
No one will ever know anyone. We just have to deal with each other. You're not ever gonna know me.
Something pretty. . . that's just the surface. People worry so much about aging, but you look younger if you don't worry about it.
Now run along and play, but don't get into trouble. George promised to be good. But it is easy for little monkeys to forget.
You can not make everybody happy.
There is a mortal breed most full of futility. In contempt of what is at hand, they strain into the future, hunting impossibilities on the wings of ineffectual hopes.