Her mind is an unquiet one, words and thoughts and impulses constantly crashing into each other.

But the thing about a cry for help is that someone else needs to be around to hear it.

You know there's no such thing as a complete lie. There's always some truth in there.

I will be the one to leave you.

Her mind is an unquiet one, words and thoughts and impulses constantly crashing into each other.

There's no way for them to take away my sadness, but they can make sure I am not empty of all the other feelings.

When first love ends, most people eventually know there will be more to come. They are not through with love. Love is not through with them. It will never be the same as the first, but it will be better in different ways.