"One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers.
And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth. And it hurts when you look at him. And it hurts when you don't.
And it feels like someone's cut you open with a jagged piece of glass."
"Look, the other day, something happened. I came to certain realizations.
I can't tell you what or you'll end up like me, on this bus, looking for someone. "
"I kinda like to ride a different bus every night depending on my mood.
Like, if I'm depressed, I enjoy being around other depressed people.
And happy people, they frickin depress me! You know?"
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