“I'd assume love was safe, like ordering the same thing at a restaurant every single time. I didn't realize that it could be a greasy roadside sandwich and vomiting, followed by a conversation that made time slow down and my heart speed up.”
“Time has this way of slowing down and speeding up,depending on how it feels.”
“It is a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up.”
“I don't want to die, but I wish waking up every morning didn't feel like such a fuck-you every single time.”
“And why is it that time speeds and slows depending on your attendance? I’d like a steady clock, a reliable clock, isolated from the progressive beating of my heart.”
“I'd rather love a million times and have my heart broken every time, than hold a permanitely empty heart forever.”