Me: "If you want me to be a teenager, don't send me to Support Group. Buy me a fake ID so I can go to clubs, drink vodka, and take pot."
Mom: "You don't take pot, for starters."
Me: "See, that's the kind of thing I'd know if you got me a fake ID.

“Even with everything broken and decided inside her she couldn't quite allow her…”

“Você está tão ocupada sendo você mesma que não faz ideia de quão absolutamente …”

“And I don't really have anyone upon whom I want to rain down my wrath," I said,…”

“Getting you a date to prom is so hard that the hypothetical idea itself is used…”