If you want to live within the definition of your own truth, you have to choose to go through the initially painful and ultimately comforting process of finding it.

I never felt the urge to jump off a bridge, but there are times I have wanted to jump out of my life, out of my skin.

I barely notice colors unless I taste them. Not the yellows or the greens. I taste the deeper blues. The darker reds.

simon: that's disgusting! me: what's disgusting? simon: you know. you put your thing in the place where he, um, defecates.

My pride shut me up, my hurt shut me down, and together they ganged up on my hope and let her get away.

I have taken advantage of other people's weaknesses in order to cover my own.

Putting up with the fear of being with the wrong person because you can't deal with the fear of being alone.