You are so close, and I can’t reach you.
Life goes on is a redundancy. Life is defined by its going on.
I've worn black today, because I've heard so often that it's supposed to be slimming. But instead I am this sphere of darkness submarining through the halls.
You know what happens to girls who loves lost boys? They become lost themselves.
If you want to be loved, be a lovable. It's a good place to start.
That word again. Happy. It’s a curse. The pursuit of happiness makes us deeply unhappy. It’s a trap.Before anything else happened, there was me in bed, thinking of who you used to be. I don’t want you to think I forgot.