“That’s life. …this is how it’s supposed to go.”

“No. You mean this is how it goes.”

Maybe you’re young without youth, or maybe you’re old without knowing anything true; I think you’re young without youth.

so tonight, when i left here, all i said was “goodbye” and thats alright. no “i’ll see you later”. i’ve been trying my whole life.
And if its an eye for an eye, why cant i get this right? i’m too slow to go fast, i’m too nervous to do that. so i run, run away.. why should i….