“After I’m gone, I want to leave behind my memory. I want the dead leaves during fall to crack like my heart did long ago. I want the snow throughout the dreary winter months to float aimlessly onto the ground and to whisper my words. I want the spring rain to pour like my tears did and the birds to sing for me. I want the summer air to blow through fields of dandelions and help the world’s wishes to come true. I want to be remembered everyday that I’m up in heaven if God allows it…”

“I want things to be like they were before...but even better. I want you to not leave this time...please don't break my heart.”

“Summer’s gone today; I wished a wish that it would never go away, but summer told me it couldn’t stay. So I said my goodbyes, with tear-filled eyes, and waved my farewell to the blue summer skies.”

“I see the new couple holding hands, smiling so carelessly at each other. I want to scream “Stop!” to them. I want to warn them what happens when you fall in love. You get hurt. It will take a while, A few months, or if you’re really lucky a year. But love, it falters. It fails just like everything else, it inevitably breaks.”

“How can I look so real everyday, when really I'm just a cardboard cut-out image of myself-lamenated in coats of artifical happiness with shiny plastic all around- so quite I should be a mime-I wrap my arms around myself when I go out in the wind because I don't know how to make sure that I won't blow away- and I'm standing with my eyes closed so I won't have to see the ground when I fall...”

“I don’t want my thoughts to die with me, I want to have done something. I’m not interested in power, or piles of money. I want to leave something behind. I want to make a positive contribution - know that my life has meaning.”

“I just want God. I want God inside me. I want God to play in my bloodstream the way sunlight amuses itself on water.”