It's Bullshit To Think Of Friendship And

The Handwriting Was A Girl’s. I Mean, You Can Tell. That Enchanted Cursive.

Usually My Characters, Though Young, Tend To Be Street-wise.

Life Is Funny, Baby, And That's No Joke

When Is The Night Over? Is It The Start Of Sunrise Or The End Of It? Is It When You Finally Go To Sleep Or Simply When You Realize That You Have To?

Be Careful What You’re Doing, Because No One Is Ever Who You Want Them To Be. And The Less You Really Know Them, The More Likely You Are To Confuse Them With The Girl Or Boy In Your Head