“All sorts of yayness floods my brain. Love is such a drug.”

“All sorts of yayness floods my brain. Love is such a drug.”

“I love you' really is the gateway drug of breaking up.”

“All hurt is brain hurt.”

“My cancer is me. The tumors are made of me. They’re made of me as surely as my brain and my heart are made of me. It is a civil war with a predetermined winner”

“I would always love Alaska Young, my crooked neighbor, with all my crooked heart.”

“but there was nothing I could do to dim the supernovae exploding inside my brain, an endless chain of intra cranial firecrackers”