5:00 p.m. (Please don’t ever think of me as a mistake)
Someday, we’ll run into each other again, I know it. Maybe I’ll be older and smarter and just plain better. If that happens, that’s when I’ll deserve you. But now, at this moment, you can’t hook your boat to mine, because I’m liable to sink us both.
Gabrielle Zevin, Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac (via vrban)