In Dreams there are No Impossibilities.

You sometimes think you want to disappear, but all you really want is to be found.

I do not know who I am, where I am going - and I am the one who has to decide the answers to these hideous questions.

I wish I knew what to do with my life, what to do with my heart…I do nothing all day, boredom settles in, I look at the sky so I get to feel even smaller than I already feel and my mind keeps poisoning itself uselessly.

It’s not childish to hold onto hope. It’s actually hard, very hard.

I know I’m still young and there’s a lot of time for things to happen, but sometimes I think there is something about me that’s wrong, that I’m not the kind of person anyone can fall in love with, and that I’ll always just be alone.

I hate them for not being in pain like me, hate them for being able to enjoy themselves. Hate myself for feeling that way.

People underestimate the time I need alone. It is like breathing clean air for the first time. I am pure and oh so very alone.