“ What were we, but kids with apartments and jobs anyway? ”
There are moments in our lives that define the people we will become in the future, like a symptom before an ailment, or the catalyst before the cure.
~ Brian Joyce
You know-portraits are odd things. How do you figure? I asked. Well at the time, that portrait told the whole story. It told the truth. We were a family-a happy family. Now that same portrait just looks like a lie.
The price of coming from a small town is that everyone knows your story. Your book has been read, shelved, dusted, and re-read by everybody.
Popularity is like a girl in class that you can't ignore. She give you eyes when no one looks then turns to her friends and laughs some more.
