Pero es más que sólo un arañazo. Es un puñetazo en el estómago y una bofetada en la cara. Es una puñalada en la espalda porque preferiste creer los falsos rumores que lo que sabías que era verdad.

Whoever spread the rumor probably hates me because I beat him at basketball.

And after I dropped him off, I took the longest possible route home... I explored alleys and hidden roads I never knew existed. I discovered neighborhoods entirely new to me. And finally... I discovered I was sick of this town and everything in it.

But sometimes there’s nothing left to do but move on.

I’m sorry.” Once again, those were the words. And now, anytime someone says I’m sorry, I’m going to think of her.

Fun drunks make a nice addition to any party. Not looking to fight. Not looking to score. Just looking to get drunk and laugh.