“If I keep breathing, then I have to keep living, and if I keep living, then I have to keep hurting, and I can't - not like this.”

“And what if, in order to keep on living, I have to continue to accept myself?”

“I keep on fighting...but I can't keep going on this way”

“I can't believe we have to keep playacting until I graduate. It's a shame we can't just admit that we have failed family living, sell the house, split up the money, and get on with our lives.”

“This. I can't keep doing this. I can't keep pretending that I don't want you. That I can handle seeing other guys watch you and look at you. Jesus, Mays, I wanted to beat the shit out of Gio! And I would have! I see fucking red when another guy even breathes in your direction! I can't keep lying to myself that I don't care about you. Because I do. SO damn much.”

“My heart hurt so much I can't believe it. How can it keep beating, feeling like this?”