I Think You're All Mad.

The Beginning Of A Friendship, The Fact That Two People Out Of The Thousands Around Them Can Meet And Connect And Become Friends, Seems Like A Kind Of Magic To Me. But Maintaining A Friendship Requires Work. I Don't Mean That As A Bad Thing. Good Art Requires Work As Well.

I Was A Misfit, But I Think Most Teenagers Feel That Way. I Don't Care If You Were A Popular Jock Or The Kid Who Spent His Lunch Hours In A Stairwell Reading A Book, We All Seem To Have Dealt With Insecurities Of One Kind Or Another Throughout Our High School Years.

Only Fools Think They're Wise; The Rest Of Us Just Muddle Through As We Can.

It's All Those Stories And How They Braid Together That Tells Us Who And What And Where We Are

We're All Made Of Stories. When They Finally Put Us Underground, The Stories Are What Will Go On.