In The End....everything Matters.

Rejection Always Hurts, But Having It Come From My Best Friend Was The Worst.

And After I Dropped Him Off, I Took The Longest Possible Route Home... I Explored Alleys And Hidden Roads I Never Knew Existed. I Discovered Neighborhoods Entirely New To Me. And Finally... I Discovered I Was Sick Of This Town And Everything In It.

I Needed A Break... From Myself.

I’m Going To Be Mentally Ill In Fifteen Years, And That’s Why My Husband Doesn’t Want To Be Around Me.

Here's A Tip. If You Touch A Girl, Even As Joke, And She Pushes You Off, Leave... Her... Alone. Don't Touch Her. Anywhere! Just Stop. Your Touch Does Nothing But Sicken Her.