Class, be rested and seated – I want to give you my thoughts on hatred...

People who think they have fifty friends, most likely have none. People who think they have no friends, most definitely have none.

Girls… I understand some – not all, and not none.

Opportunities are surrounded by difficulties – and outnumbered.

Those always remembered are never forgotten. But if you are never forgotten, are you always remembered? Think about it.

If you fall down, get back up. But how can you get back up if you can’t stop falling?

I apply some pressure. With little effort, I observe the fissure. The skin distorts, with my feelings of hate, my mind, I reassure.

Taking my last breath, here I go – the last movement I shall ever make. Caught in this moment: I hesitate.

It’s funny: The amount of time we spend, alone, with nothing but time to spend.

I am a spectre, a ghost, an apparition. That is why I have no friends.