“You can hear rumors. But you can't know them.”

“A week went by and nothing. But eventually, as they always will, the rumors reached me. And everyone knows you can't disprove a rumor.”

“And everyone knows you can’t disprove a rumor.”

“ If you hear a song that makes you cry and you don't want to cry anymore, you don't listen to that song anymore. But you can't get away from yourself. You can't decide not to see yourself anymore. You can't decide to turn off the noise in your head.”

“I wanted people to trust me, despite anything they'd heard. And more than that, I wanted them to know me. Not the stuff they thought they knew about me. No, the real me. I wanted them to get past the rumors. To see beyond the relationships I once had, or maybe still had but that they didn't agree with.”

“But you can't get away from yourself. You can't decide not to see yourself anymore. You can't decide to turn off the noise in your head.”

“I can't. You can't rewrite the past.”