“I was just thinking about how high school gossip travels fast. I guess my life has been reduced to either a text or a tweet.”
“Who knows how fast a second-guess can travel? Who has ever measured the exact speed of regret?”
“I guess my life hasn’t always been happy, or easy, or exactly what I want. At a certain point, I just have to try not to think too much about certain things, or else they’ll break my heart.”
“Sometimes I think my whole life has been about holding on to you.”
“Gossip is one thing, hurtful gossip is completely another, and even in high school we weren't THAT mean.”
“Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it.”