“Then teach me how to not care about someone who was everything to me. All I want is to know she's okay. Is that too much to ask?”

“No one teaches you how to walk away from someone who you know loves you. NO one teaches you how to say good-bye.”

“I still care for you, you know..That phrase again. Everyone cares for me. They just don't know how to love me.”

“Yeah, I know getting high isn't so smart. Ask me if I care.”

“Do you know how beautiful you are?' I shook my head 'I'm not. But you make me fell like I am.' I wanted to be beautiful. To him. For him. I didn't care how anybody else saw me. Only Ethan.”

“So you want to know all about me, Who I amWhat chance meeting of brush and canvas painted the faceyou see? what made me despise the girl in the mirrorenough to transform her, turn her into a stranger, only not.”

“Not exactly. I see a girl who wants to present someone special to the world. Someone beautiful. The pinnacle of beauty. But she has lost her hold on reality. Real beauty isn’t thin. It isn’t size two, unless you happen to be four foot ten. What the world sees when they look at you is someone who believes self-worth is all about how she looks, and that very often means that what she’s missing is love. Not someone else’s love. But love and respect for herself.”