Things change. Stuff happens. Life goes on.

But the past couple of days I’ve missed you so much it’s felt like missing you is all I am.

...sometimes, you have to break your own heart.

I don't eat bread.' Is she pouting? It's hard to tell. She's had a lot of chemicals injected into her face.

The thing is, that world doesn't exist. All growing up means is that your realize no one will come along to fix things. No one will come along to save you.

How come you like Josh so much anyway? All he does is sit around drinking overpriced coffee and bitching about how awful things are" "He cares about the world." "If he cared about the world, he'd donate the ten thousand dollars he must spend on coffee every year to charity. That would be doing something.

The story of my life can be told in silver: in chocolate mills, serving spoons, and services for twelve. The story of my life has nothing to do with me. The story of my life is things. Things that aren’t mine, that won’t ever be mine. It’s all I’ve ever known. I wish it wasn’t.