“It's what's buried deep inside that frightens me because it's broken, like a shattered mirror.”

“Just because it's broken doesn't mean it loses its importance. And I figured I'd give it to you one day when you realized it was okay to make mistakes.”

“You really need stitches," she tells me."Or you're going to have a scar." I try not to laugh. Stitches aren't going to help. They fix skin, cuts, wounds, heal stuff on the outside. Everything broken with me is on the inside. "I can handle scars, especially one's on the outside.”

“It's because you aren't thinking very clearly tonight.""I know. Being Drunk is weird.""Oh my god. I love you so much. Especially when you say stuff like that.""Like what?""Nothing. Never mind. Although I'm dying to know why your shoe is green.”

“When he inches into me, I feel the pain, but I also feel the invisible chains around my wrists break and shatter.”

“I've never felt like this before, with anyone. It's against the rules of surviving.”

“Its's just that... this is the realest thing I've had in a long time and it scares me a bit.”