I nod again, "I'm sorry." I said again, glancing away. Yep, I've become my brother. Stupid Charlie. I ran a hand through my hair, cursing at myself mentally.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I want to shake off the dust of this one-horse town. I want to explore the world. I want to watch TV in a different time zone. I want to visit strange, exotic malls...I want to live, Marge! Won't you let me live? — Homer Simpson