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This is ridiculous," I said, trying to laugh it off. "I never cry at movies."
"Because you've never been in love," he said.

This world is run by people who know somebody.

We don't always get closure. Sometimes we have to make our own.

Maybe all you need to pull you back form the ledge is to know someone would miss you if you fell.

Usually the thought process for a seventeen-year-old boy went girl touching me omg boner.

It's not crazy if I see monsters when I live in a fucking nightmare.

This is what happens when you lie. Lies grow thin and steely and hard and become bars. Bars become a cage.

Why did everything beautiful come from pain?

Okay, I should probably go. I don't want to stop, though. I can't stop with you. Come with me to St. Louis. Let's find happiness.

Most people just want to pass quietly in society. No preconceptions, no prejudices.

Things I didn't expect to do my senior year:
Become a drug dealer.
Become my mother.
Find and lose the love of my life.

It's always goodbye with the mouth and until we meet again with the heart.

If you're trying to avoid loss, there's no point in taking another breath, or letting your heart beat one more time. It all ends.

That's why we're just friends," Armin said, so softly I barely heard. "She can't fall in love, and I can't fall out.

I can't hold on to you. You're like a shooting star. Just a trail of fire in my hands.

Was that what I'd have to do? Pry my ribs open and see whose hands fit, whose fingers were stained with the same red inside me?

That was what we'd finally been forced to confront: if our relationship was based on forbiddenness, what would happen when it was no longer forbidden?

Hate is when you love someone but wish you didn't.

A body has a way of wanting to be touched so badly that the touch itself will hurt, but so will remaining untouched. Nothing helps.

It looks like a parallelogram fucking an isosceles triangle, I said.

He can talk about the future all he wants, but it's not going to wait for him to start.

This world is so thick with ghosts it's a wonder anyone can breathe.

The storm front had finally broken, tatters of cloud pulling apart like cotton candy and sprinkling the sky with the bright sugar grains of stars.

But he just stared at my eyes, as if searching for a stray eyelash. A free wish.

Just that. A pleasant daze. My body was full of sunlight. No blood, just liquid blue sky.

The clearest sign of coming catastrophe is when all the bad shit in your life suddenly stops. You're entering the eye of the shitstorm.

His lips were soft and tinged with bitter earthy beer, and he kissed me gently,

In retrospect, you know all the answers. You know the shadowy throes of your heart.

It's inevitable that three drunk friends with unresolved sexual tension will play truth or dare.

Maybe it wasn't solely about getting off. Maybe it was the illusion of intimacy, of sharing a life with this girl you jerked off to.

If there's a better definition of love than mutual benevolent insanity, I haven't heard it.

The whole summer was inside of us.

I wouldn't have to explain that I fall in love with minds, not genders or body parts.

It's easy to see other women as enemies. But we're the only real allies we've got.

Sometimes we have to hurt the people we love to spare them a greater hurt.

Statistically, we're doomed.
Statistically, everyone is doomed.

Suicide isn't really about death, though. It's about change. Release.

Not a boy or a girl, not any binary, rigid definition of a person. Just my everything.

I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul and all that jazz.

We sat in the shadows, full of unspeakable things.

Sometimes people set themselves up to be hurt by a situation, instead of hurting themselves directly. To absolve the blame.

I want all of you," I said. "Every part."
He whispered back, "It's yours.

I felt like an animal in a cage being stared at by other animals, all of us anonymous, mindless, interchangeable.

Point is, nobody knows what to do with this life. And the second you think you do, your life will flip upside down.

Simplify what you see until it's only bones, essence, soul. That's the only way to understand what something really is.

That's another thing about lies: if you convince yourself they're true, they become true. A lie is a discrepancy of belief, not fact.

You're never saying what you think you're saying.

Here's a history of the world: Girl meets boy. Girl fucks boy. Girl gets scared and skips out on boy. Boy builds civilization to lure girl back.

Sometimes boys grew up to be women. And girls grew up to be men.

I see the lights every night. It seems like the whole world has figured out how to be happy, but no one's letting me in on the secret.

Maybe people could fall in love without an identity crisis.

Some girls had mothers who never called them beautiful but swore their love up and down. It's all the same, really. All bullshit.

Sometimes you feel things so much, so intensely, it becomes a new kind of numbness, the oblivion of overstimulation.

I respect people who get nerdy as fuck about something they love

But when I was alone I couldn't breathe. Everything feels like drowning except you. You're my oxygen.

I stood in the rain, watching his car go. A string tied to it looped around my heart and pulled tighter and tighter until it sheared clean through.

You said you didn't know how to have a grown-up relationship. Well, here's your first lesson, Maise. When it gets hard, you don't run away.

Okay, two weaknesses. I'm still supervillain material.

I never wanted to be saved. I wanted someone to follow me down into the darkness.

Part of loving someone is wanting them to be happy, even if it hurts you.

Let the sheep bleat. Their own noises soothe them.

Maybe we needed to break a little, so we could put ourselves back together more beautifully than before.

If two people could make each other smile and laugh and forget all the pain and darkness in the world for a moment, why should we feel ashamed of it?

No pretensions of goodness, of trying to do the right thing. We'd both wanted to embrace this fucked-up thing between us.

Recklessness makes you act. Bravery is following through.

Our gazes struck like flint and steel. And I realized that gunsmoke smell wasn't ozone. It was us. We burned.

Sometimes I feel like a deperson.

Seeing someone you once loved is like falling in love for the first time all over again.

I don't categorize people by who I'm allowed to like and who I'm allowed to love.

We're the sun and moon, Blythe." "What does that mean?" "I turn invisible when you're out.

People know their feelings much sooner than they consciously accept them.

We'd never know what was real and what wasn't about each other. That was the beauty of our shared fiction.

I thought of Blue. Sometimes it's easier to talk to a stranger.

This is mine, I thought as he fucked me. This body, this act, this man, all mine.

Somewhere in the universe, two hearts reached out and connected.

Thanks, Dad, for leaving a huge void in my life that Freud says has to be filled with dick.

Call me more things. Call me yours.

I was too young to care about boring adult jobs. I was still testing out how my heart worked.

Did you see her?" I said. He raised his eyebrows. "The real me." "She's right here," he said, and kissed me.

Most of us can't even fix ourselves.

Sometimes all you know about where you're going is that it's away from where you are.

Watched dusk fall in shades of blood and old bruises.

I dream of you in colors that don't exist.

I rarely bought anything. The things I really wanted couldn't be bought.

The only way to cure an obsession is to become obsessed with something else.

This life will be a cage for you.

Don't come here to fuck with my head and play games. You don't test someone's love by leaving them.

Nobody knows how to be a grown-up. We're all just pretending for each other.

If I die, that's what they'll find in me. This face, inked in the surface of every cell.

Missing someone is the whetstone that sharpens want.

Don't lead people on. It's cruel.

A bitch is a woman who gets what she wants.

But this is who you are. You're a liar, and a thief, and a junkie. I don't hate you, Mom. I'm disappointed in you.

What a strange world where we pay people to listen to our problems, and pay them to fuck themselves while we watch, and pay them to save us.

We all see blue, but some of us see blue as an inflection, a mood, of black or red, while others see blue as its own creature.

You can call it love, or you can call it freefall. They're pretty much the same thing.

Every dream is a pipe dream before someone achieves it.

This is what being in love feels like, Wesley. Gratitude. Gratitude that you exist in this fucked-up, beautiful universe.

Lesson number one: defensiveness is defeat. Never defend yourself.

The way we looked at each other was more intimate than a kiss could have been