Lighting a cigarette with a sense of achievement for company made the journey worth it.
Maybe if you allowed me to blow off some steam, I wouldn’t have been so frustrated when I had to find higher order fucking derivatives.
Acting with confidence, but inside lacking certainty, I’d told her I could.
My sense of misadventure took over and I began looking at my problems as challenges.
It was a start, and a start is all anyone needs to put an end to something.
It was my duty as a mother to invade your privacy and search your room. I’m just glad you weren’t hiding an illegal drug.
Looking back really does make you wonder, but the truth is it doesn’t change a thing.
The stretch of Bruce Highway between Gin Gin and Miriam Vale was long and lonesome.
Your days are only important if you decide to make them important.
It seemed, at that point, my greed and cunningness were being rewarded.