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I don’t think people understand how much a person can care for another without being in a relationship. How much a person can love someone with nothing in return. How deeply one can fall for another even if the other belongs to another. It is the deadliest and most cruel love that exists. Loving and caring with no future. Loving alone.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s this: We all want everything to be okay. We don’t even wish so much for fantastic or marvelous or outstanding. We will happily settle for okay, because most of the time, okay is enough.

There is something about 1 AM. It gets me. It’s not like 5 AM. Nothing like 1pm. It’s just the right moment to tell my secrets and feel beautifully hopeless. There is just something magical about 1 AM.

I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do.

And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.

Nothing haunts you like unexpressed feelings.

Everybody isn’t your friend. Just because they hang around you and laugh with you doesn’t mean they’re for you. Just because they say they have your back, doesn’t mean they won’t stab you in it. People pretend well. Jealousy sometimes doesn’t live far. So know your circle. At the end of the day, real situations expose fake people, so pay attention.

How do you move on from someone you're deeply in love with?

Study me as much as you like, you will never know me, for I differ a hundred ways from what you see me to be. Put yourself behind my eyes, and see me as I see myself, for I have chosen to dwell in a place you cannot see.

Try to see the past as a room separate from the one you live in now. You can go in there, but you don’t live there anymore.”

It doesn’t matter if your heart is broken, as long as it keeps beating.

When there’s too much shit you need to get done at once