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I stare out the window and smile because just dreaming it is nice ... even if it doesn't happen. Just dreaming it is nice.

He said, "Charlie isn't like us, you know?" and I knew what he meant, but somehow it was that not-like-us that made me love Charlie more.

I never asked her how she was, because I didn't really think about how she was. I just thought about what she thought of me.

No patience. No kisses. No hugs. Just a tweezers and some rubbing alcohol, and a stinging sensation that never goes away.

They don't know what love is. Here they learn what hate is, and I am so sad that they might never know love because hate came first.

Is it okay to hate a dead kid? Even if you loved him once? Even if he was my best friend? Is it okay to hate him for being dead?

You can't demand that other people have manners. You can hope it, though.

I used to love school until everybody got old enough to point and laugh.

School's important at the moment.
Unsexiest statement ever.

The ants say: aren't we all bleeding a little?

Isn't it funny how we live inside the lies we believe?

I look at myself in the mirror and ask, What are your demands, Reality Boy?

No. Frank Socrates doesn't have conditions, because he's dead. He loves me unconditionally.

I have gone from invisible Vera Dietz to invincible Vera Dietz.

Don't judge. I'm not getting drunk. I'm coping.

You're not being dramatic. This hurts.

They disappear and it echoes.
I'd really like to talk about it now

There is nothing more disappointing than the coolest kid in the whole world turning drama queen on you.

Here's to bullshit.

I demand a different childhood.
I demand a mother who cares.
I demand a do-over.

Everybody's always looking for the person they're better than

Cancer doesn't give a shit how much you want to live. If it wants to kill you, it will.

nothing about her pain is remotely original - and yet it still hurts

She's like a kindness ninja. Sneaking around in order to help people.

We're all just making it up as we go along. No one really knows what they're doing.

I was also built from delusional optimism and folly.

I had so many things to say.
I had so many things to say

It's safe to tell us stuff, okay?"
This means it's not safe to tell them anything.

The ants say: Dude. You have to copy off people to clap? What's wrong with you, kid?

The absence of violence is not love.

I think today is already sucky enough without splinters in my ass.

Not living your life is just like killing yourself, only it takes longer.

It's a question. And I'm answering it. But I don't know the answer yet, and I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, but I don't get it. If we're supposed to ignore everything that's wrong with our lives, then I can't see how we'll ever make things right.

Maybe smiling at people would be my new revenge on the bullshit world.

Since that day I saw you in chemistry class with thatt canary yellow shirt, I wanted to make every day Christmas for you.

I wish we could go back in time and climb trees together again. I love you, Vera. I always will.

That realization: Her love was a lie, just like everything else was.
The day I'd be old enough to handle it: my seventeenth birthday

The world will be upside down forever. We just have to come to terms with that.

Sarah. Sarah. Sarah. I can't get away from myself.

You're right. Sorry. So-don't you think they'd notice you more if you smiled and seemed happier?

I am slowely realizing that Ginny's parents are from tjhe planet Wow, Really? The ants weigh in: I tjhink you meant the planet Fucking Asshole.

I wager that most human beings do five things a day they cannot logically explain.

Could I ever respect myself again if I stooped to their level?

It also makes my father right again. How will I ever soar with the eagles if I'm surrounded by turkeys?

Fuck this shit!" I yell after him.
He nods and I can hear him as I walk away. "Fuck this shit!

I remember asking everyone else in my life for forgiveness, but I realize I never asked myself.

Because it's true. Isn't that the only reason to ever say anything?

How many things do I have to invent in my head to survive this?

I wished I could take her to the library and hand her over to the librarians. Please teach her about everything, I'd say.

In nature, crying is okay. Waterfalls cry all the time.

The trick is remembering that change is as easy as you make it. The trick is remembering that you are the boss of you.

The more I know people, the more I love my dog.

I have wrinkles. I am not tortured by them. I am no one special and so what if I have wrinkles? One day I will be no one special and be dead.

I'd rather feel something for real than pretend it's not what it is.

I want to tell her that the only thing you get from walling yourself in is empty.

Are there baby steps toward complete loserdom, and if so, how many are there to go?

I'm not sure I can be what they want me to be. But I'll try.

I picked up my camera and held it at arm's length and took a picture of myself not caring. I called it: Glory Doesn't Care.

My eyelids get heavy, and i feel an instant urge to make today disappear by falling asleep until it's tomorrow. But i can't move.

My one regret was that I never photographed the bat before we drank it.

Well, if it's as easy as catching my future from a blood relative, then I guess I'm due to be a drunk, pregnant, dropout stripper any day now.

What does a boy who' witnessed what Charlie's witnessed know about trust? How does a boy like that discern right from wrong?

Who made you eat bitch for lunch? Who poured you a tall bitch beer float? Who sprinkled bacon bitch on your salad?

I realized too late that gossip can't kill you unless you let it.

Smile, son! That's the ticket out!

People believe it because people are stupid. Apparently, that's adequate now.

She smiled at me, and I never forgot it. Or more accurately, I always remembered it.

Dad smiles at me. I suddenly feel so stupid for giving up eating when I was thirteen. The ants say: Forget about it. We're all larvae once.

Even though I know that breaking your brain is the same as breaking your arm, I'm still ashamed that my brain is broken.

Why do people think there are clear answers for things anyway? There aren't.

It's where my mother hopes to read classic novels again one day when she isn't working nine days a week,

It didn't work. It didn't work because I knew not to give the best of myself to the worst of people.

Here's my using dickwad in a sentence. Greg is such a dickwad, he locks his car in the Pagoda Pizza parking lot. (No. That isn't a real Vocab word.)

You know that saying about how you don't know what you have until it's gone? I already did know what I had, and now that she's gone, I know even more.

The simplest answer is to act.

Only you can allow yourself to be angry.

New skin is a miracle. It's proof that we can heal.

I think back to the last thing Dave said to me and try to imagine what escaping oxygen would look like. It looks a lot like drowning.

The youth choir is up onstage now, in flowing white gowns, and they're singing something in the key of goose-bumps.

When they torture me, they show they're weak. When I survive, I show them I'm stronger.

Listen to me. They may control what you do, but no one can pee on your soul without your permission.

Maybe most other people are messed up, too. It just wasn't aired on TV.

Tell that guy to kiss my white vivacious ass. He never met me.

But what's crazy and what's sane when everything is possible and yet nothing ever happens?

I will do great things.
You will do great things.
Most people can't handle that.
Can you?

Suicide isn't something people do to hurt other people. It's something people do to release themselves from pain.

If only you'd stop thinking there's such a thing as perfect, then you'd feel a lot better about yourself.

Everything was windswept and octagonal and finger-combed.

Mom walked out on us, remember? Because she never got over her own baggage, not because of you or me, right?

You are not your virginity. You are a human being. The state of your hymen has nothing to do with your worth.

I guess when you believe the word of a complete liar, logic doesn't come into it.

I don't even use the stupid shampoo.

You're like an alcohol in my veins.

She talks about how she can't exercise because of the ailments-a bad back, sore knees, breathing difficulties-all caused by her weight gain.

I don't have enough gross words in my gross vocabulary to describe how gross that gross thought is. Gross.

Why trade a chance at real happiness for a misery I already knew?

But they keep saving me because they know I stand for something. They're just not sure what yet.
-The Pagoda

Is it okay to lie in order to be happy?

We all had our collective heads in the oven.