come and go now, as you please..
i walk around the school hallways and look at the people. i look at the teachers and wonder why they are here. if they like their jobs. or us. and i wonder how smart they were when they were fifteen. not in a mean way. in a curious way. it's like looking at all the students and wondering who's had their heart broken that day, and how they are able to cope with having three quizzes and a book report due on top of that. or wondering who did the heart breaking. and wondering why....
- The perks of being a wallflower.
hot damn i love that book.