I take a pull from my CamelBak and choke at its potency. It tastes like bad decisions. It’s perfect.
My grandfather put it to me this way: If a key opens lots of locks, then it’s a master key. But if a lock is opened by lots of keys, then it’s a shitty lock.”
Note: If I ever met my grandfather, I would hope for such advice.
Girl “Every time I get done seeing you, I say to myself, ‘I’m never going to talk to him again,’ yet somehow, I always do it.” Tucker “Maybe it’s because I’m so awesome.” Girl “No, that’s not it at all.” Tucker “Why?” Girl “I guess I just hate myself.