Everything is out there. That's why they call it everything.
I don't care to be good, Sheriff. I care to be whole.
Love makes no mistakes.
There is a point when tears don't work to wash things away anymore. Grabbing for breath has now broken my fingers.
Even good hearts know how to turn bad touch and genocide into clichés just to make room for more comfort.
We were never tragedies. We were emergencies. You go ahead, call 9-1-1. Tell them I'm havin' a fantastic time.