Under their discretion, lies, secrets, crimes and even failure are nothing but the spice of one’s youth.
And in their corrupt ways, they discover something peculiar about failure.
They conclude that while their own failures are generally a part of relishing in youth, others’ failures should be shot down as just failures and nothing more.
If failure is seen proof of one’s youth, isn’t it strange not to consider those who fail to make friends as experiencing the height of their youth? Not that they acknowledge that.