“Because with the right person, sometimes kissing feels like healing.”

“And then they kiss.Slowly, gently.Because with the right person, sometimes kissing feels like healing.”

“He kisses her. She kisses him. They kiss.”

“Because if you don't have at least one person believing in you, then there's not much reason to give a shit about anything.”

“Feels like I'm in a play and I don't know all my lines.”

“She sits in the driveway, freezing, for thirty-six minutes. Arguing with herself. Because she thinks she's in love with him too. And there are two ways she can be a fool in love right now. She chooses the harder one. And knocks on the door.”

“It's like a cat bell, so pretty yet alarming, because i know I'm letting myself fall when maybe I should fly away. But the loneliness inside, it's so fucking painful. It's that longing feeling that scratches to escape and makes you want to blurt out all kinds of gushy crap just to get the girl to look at you...I hate it. Love its melty-ness and hate its leash around my neck.”