You know what happens to girls who loves lost boys? They become lost themselves.

Getting what you want is just as difficult as not getting what you want. Because then you have to figure out what to do with it instead of figuring out what to do without it.

I feel the universe is telling me something. And it doesn't even matter if it's true or not. What matters is that I feel it, and believe it.

Our lives change. Our feelings for each other change. Our bearings change. The song changes. The air changes. The temperature of the shower changes. Accept this. We must accept this.

no matter how happy we are, no matter how much we want our night to stretch out infinitely, sleep is inevitable.

Family, like arsenic, works best in small doses...unless you prefer to die.

And maybe it is only by finding yourself that you can feel the true intensity of becoming close to another person.