She’s taken such good care of me since I got bad; I owe her everything and I love her and I tell her these days, although every time I say it, it gets a little diluted. I think you run out of I love yous.
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Like many ambitious New York City teenagers, Craig Gilner sees entry into Manhattan’s Executive Pre-Professional High School as the ticket to his future. Determined to succeed at life—which means getting into the right high school to get into the righ
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And you know what else? I don’t owe people anything, and I don’t have to talk to them any more than I feel I need to.
I’m done with those; regrets are an excuse for people who have failed.
People are screwed up in this world. I’d rather be with someone screwed up and open about it than somebody perfect and ready to explode.
Then I decided I didn’t want any regrets. I’m done with those; regrets are an excuse for people who have failed.
Sometimes I just think depression’s one way of coping with the world. Like, some people get drunk, some people do drugs, some people get depressed. Because there’s so much stuff out there that you have to do something to deal with it.
I waste at least an hour every day lying in bed. Then I waste time pacing. I waste time thinking. I waste time being quiet and not saying anything because I’m afraid I’ll stutter.
Some of the most profound truths about us are things that we stop saying in the middle.
I don’t owe people anything, and I don’t have to talk to them any more than I feel I need to.
I don’t know how I can be so ambitious and so lazy at the same time.
Sometimes I just think depression’s one way of coping with the world. Like, some people get drunk, some people do drugs, some people get depressed. Because there’s so much stuff out there that you have to do something to deal with it.
It’s tough to get out of bed; I know that myself. You can lie there for an hour and a half without thinking anything, just worrying about what the day holds and knowing that you won’t be able to deal with it.
I don’t owe people anything, and I don’t have to talk to them any more than I feel I need to.
I’m done with those; regrets are an excuse for people who have failed.
I don't know how I can be so ambitious and so lazy at the same time.
I just want to not be me. Whether it's sleeping or playing video games or riding my bike or studying. Giving my brain up. That's what's important.
I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.
I waste at least an hour every day lying in bed. Then I waste time pacing. I waste time thinking.
I didn’t want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that’s really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you’re so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.
I wanted to tell people, 'My depression is acting up today' as an excuse for not seeing them, but I never managed to pull it off.