I liked him first, but it doesn't matter. I still like him. That doesn't matter either. Or at least, it's not supposed to.

I'd forgotten how much feelings hurt.

it´s just...today has really sucked, and when you´re around stuff doesn´t seem so crappy - Will

All the things I've thought about love are true. It's beautiful and terrible and it doesn't make things perfect. It ends things, and it brings beginnings. This is mine.

I-I don't usually go around throwing rocks at people's windows. Or saying that I've wanted to kiss you since your first day at work, when you wanted to know why we had three codes for fish sandwiches when we only sold one kind.

I thought living dead girls couldn't feel pain, thought I was emptied out but I'm not, I'm not.

There's no good way to die, you know? No way I've seen, anyway. It all ends with tubes and bedpans and IVs and I just-- smoking gets me out of there. Gets me outside, gets me away from all the--" "Sick people?" I say, and she shakes her head. "Away from my life.