Do you think that, if we were happy for our entire lives, we would die feeling like we’d missed out on something?

We’re so used to disaster that we accept it. We think we deserve it.

I’m excellent at faking being okay with things, even when inside my brain there is a tiny screaming gnome who is definitely not okay.

It must be useful to be smart,” she said and then laughed weakly. She glanced down and suddenly looked very sad. “I’m like, constantly scared I’m going to be a homeless or something. I wish our whole lives didn’t have to depend on our grades.

Why did I do this? Why am I like this?

Maybe it just takes seventy years to get the hang of being alive.

I don’t remember it happening. I don’t remember anything I’ve done, or why. Everything’s very confused.

I swear to God I’m a freak. I mean it. One day I’m going to forget how to wake up.

You know, if you want to be happier, you have to try. You have to put in the effort. Your problem is that you don’t try.” I do try. I have tried. I have tried for sixteen years.

Radio’s trapped in Universe City. And someone’s finally heard him. Someone is going to rescue him.