The Perfect Song On The Perfect Drive

I Wonder What It Will Be Like When I Leave This Place.

She Wasn't Bitter. She Was Sad, Though. But It Was A Hopeful Kind Of Sad. The Kind Of Sad That Just Takes Time.

He's A Wallflower. You See Things. You Keep Quiet About Them. And You Understand.

You Can't Just Sit There And Put Everyone's Lives Ahead Of Yours And Think That Counts As Love. You Just Can't. You Have To Do Things.

Not Everyone Has A Sob Story, Charlie, And Even If They Do, It's No Excuse.