When someone breaks up with you, their beauty-- which you took such satisfaction in-- suddenly becomes unfair.

... I love books about freaks," because I am one. You might be, too. Let's be freaks together?

I am stronger than words and I am bigger than the box I'm in, and then I see her in the crowd and I fall apart.

The world is quieter now. It is never quiet, but it can get quieter. What strange creatures we are, to find silence peaceful, when permanent silence is the thing we most dread. Nighttime is not that. Nighttime still rustles, still creaks and whispers and trembles in its throat. It is not darkness we fear, but our own helplessness within it. How merciful to have been granted the other senses.

I had no idea what I wanted, only that I wanted something, which is the worst kind of wanting.

arrears, n. My faithfulness was as unthinking as your lapse. Of all the things I though would go wrong, I never thought it would be that. "It was a mistake," you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.

I had a sense then of how if we truly understood how many of the unimportant things we do will end up outliving us, we'd never be able to go on.