The way we talk I can almost picture us skipping stones across an old lake, talking about the old days. We\'re too young to be nostalgic, and damn we\'ve got nothing to be nostalgic about. It\'s interesting the things you can build friendships on, like fucked up pasts and an inability to talk about them. Like giving great advice and not being able to follow it. We\'re too smart to be hypocrites, but damn at least we admit it. We\'re too wise to let people break us down but inside dammit we\'re still kids. Maybe life has been playing favorites, maybe we didn\'t quite make the cut, but we\'re going to be stronger because of this, we\'re gonna gather the strength to keep some doors shut.
Because some doors were meant to stay shut.