You have five minutes to wallow in the delicious misery. Enjoy it, embrace it, discard it, and proceed.

What I wouldn't give to be normal. To live in that bubble, the reality of the naive.

Sometimes it feels like I'll never be done.

When I write, I hold nothing back. I write like he'll never read it. Because he never will.

Did you ever hear the philosophy that once a man admits that he is wrong, that he is immediately forgiven for all wrongdoings?

Every great relationship starts from a place of conflict, and evolves into something richer.

Is everybody gay? Is this The Twilight Zone?

I just don't understand why things just can't go back to normal at the end of the half hour, like on The Brady Brunch, or something.

I want to wake up in the morning at your house, instead of waking up at my house, going ‘Oh, I gotta get over to her house. I miss her.’

I’ve always been kind of a loner. I avoided other people like they were zombies even before they were zombies. Now that they are all zombies, I kind of miss people.

I want to be his girlfriend, but I don’t want to be THE girlfriend. I mean, no one ever remembers THE girlfriend.

I just want you to know that if today was the final day of my brief and shitty existence, and I could only see one more person, it would be you.

Secrets create barriers between people.

When some elements come together, they create a reaction that can't be reversed. They transcend chemistry. Is this what love feels like? Is this how it begins? Am I even capable of this?

Whoever said that 'plenty of fish in the sea' thing was lying. Sometimes there's only one fish.

People start over every day if it's important to them.

Some people are more comfortable in hell.