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“I understood myself only after I destroyed myself. And only in the process of fixing myself did I know who I really was.”

“Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.”

“I don’t just want words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go.”

If hurting me does not hurt you, you don’t love me. You’re using me.

Somebody hurting you is not for you to understand. The reasons why people do horrible things to other people, why they break people down, why they hurt them, is not for you to comprehend. You will drive yourself crazy trying to understand people who are not you. Just understand this: the pain was not acceptable, the hurt was unacceptable and who you get to be in your life as a result of that experience is all that matters. You can carry through that pain and hurt other people or you can decide that it was enough for you to learn something valuable even from that. It is not your job to understand people who hurt you.

The only obsession everyone wants: 'love.' People think that in falling in love they make themselves whole? The Platonic union of souls? I think otherwise. I think you're whole before you begin. And the love fractures you. You're whole, and then you're cracked open.

There's anger at those who treated you poorly when you didn't know how to ask for better treatment. The anger at yourself for what you've allowed.

Not a single scar on my heart came from an enemy. They came from those that said they loved me.

It was April and she was the saddest thing under the sun.

“Repeat this until you understand it: I do not need people who do not need me.”