“So, what, Trevor was the quid and Shayna was the pro quo? I don’t think so, Syd. Playing games is not my style.”

“I loved Trevor wholly. In all the good ways that made me feel alive and special and important. But also, in the bad ways. The ways that shut me off from others and left me alone with my pain. The ways that had me keep secrets. I loved Trevor in all the ways that I thought mattered, even though I knew that I didn’t.”

“My insides feel like they are crumbling like a towering JENGA game. I lose.”

“I have no clue what my motive is for following him, maybe I'm just bored. Maybe it's just so easy to cyber-stalk hotties on Facebook that I've moved on to doing it in real life.”

“Does it ever make you sad?""Does what?""The Sunset,""Sad? Nah, I think it's peaceful.""Not to me. I've always found it depressing.""How so?""I guess because it's the end. I hate endings.""Not all endings are bad though. I think of sunsets more as a clean slate. Besides, they're beautiful... like you""Beautiful things never last.”

“You know what feels really fucking awesome? Loving someone so much that it's all consuming. Telling that person you love them, even though they refuse to say it back. And then finally hearing them say that they do love you, but to someone else. To someone they have slept with. Someone that isn't you. I want to forget I heard those three words. I want to dissolve the images I have in my heard of her with him. I think I'm going to throw up.”

“Part of me aches to touch her now that she's so close. But the other part, the logical part, wants to coast myself in Teflon, because I know that her being here, no matter what her reasons, is going to seriously fuck with my world.”