Thank you for being my friend, even back when I was filled with teenage angst and anger at the world.
We couldn’t make friends by standing around and looking cool or get laid by flipping our hair back. We had to rely on our kindness and our killer sense of humor.
It’s good to be different. It’s good to not look like or be like everyone else. Believe me, it’s a good thing. So, stop reaching for perfection. Stop reaching for something that isn’t you. And just be yourself. Because that’s the best you that you could ever be.
I loved C of I, even if I still wasn’t sure why I was there.
No matter how thin you were, all you could see looking back at you in the mirror were your imperfections.
Don’t try to please them because people will never, ever be fully satisfied by you. They’ll find your flaws and your mistakes and sometimes, they will define you for those.
When someone torments you that person is not a life lesson in disguise – they’re simply mean.
“He works in the food court, I work at a Fortune 500 company.”
I failed as a father. My 17 year old is going to visit some colleges today.