“But I know loving someone means losing a part of myself.”

“K,the lady at the store said yellow means friendship and red means love. The rosary is the only thing I own that has value to me. It's yours. I'm yoursC.”

“I can't help but smile as I swipe a lone tear trailing down my cheek. How can I not be crazy in love with this guy? Time away from him didn't change anything. I can't deny him another chance. That would be denying myself. ”

“With someone you like that much, the lows are as low as the highs are high. Does that make sense?'It does. It also makes me sound bipolar.'Love will do that to a person.”

“Brittany, I love hangin' with you. Shit, when I get to school I scan the halls lookin' for you. As soon as I catch sight of these angelic streaks of sunshine," I say, fingering her hair, "I know I can make it through the day.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be a dickhead. Well, I did.”

“...personal torture instructor...I mean physical therapist.”