You Get Tough Like Me And You

All Of A Sudden It Felt Like People Were Peering Over My Shoulder, Wondering What I Would Write Next. I Was Blocked For Four Years.

Stay Gold, Ponyboy, Stay Gold.

Rat Race Is The Perfect Name For It,' She Said. 'we're Always Going And Going And Going, And Never Asking Where. Did You Ever Hear Of Having More Than You Wanted? So That You Couldn't Want Anything Else And Then Started Looking For Something Else To Want? It Seems Like We're Always Searching For Something To Satisfy Is, And Never Finding It. Maybe If We Could Lose Our Cool We Would.

It Ain't Fair That We Have All The Rough Breaks!

I Advise Writing To Oneself. If You Don't Want To Read It, Nobody Else Is Going To Read It.