“I can't trust the people I care about not to hurt me. And I'm not sure I can trust myself not to hurt them, either.”

“I'm not good at having friends. I mean, I can make myself useful to people. I can fit in. I get invited to parties and I can sit at any table I want in the cafeteria.But actually trusting someone when they have nothing to gain from me just doesn't make sense.All friendships are negotiations of power.”

“It hurts to think of her, but I can't stop. It ought to hurt.After all, hell is supposed to be hot.”

“Those who really love you don't mean to hurt you and if they do, you can't see it in their eyes but it hurts them too.”

“I'm afraid my voice is going to break. I am afraid she is going to hear how much this hurts.”

“I consider kissing her right there on the dirty couch, but self-preservation stops me. Once someone hurts you, it’s harder to relax around them, harder to think of them as safe to love. But it doesn’t stop you wanting them. Sometimes I actually think it makes the wanting worse”

“I can learn to live with guilt. I don't care about being good.”