the thing is you can get used to anything you think you cant you want to die but you dont you cant you just are

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.

The thing about hearts is that they always want to keep beating

Anger can try to break your heart, but sorrow is what will. What can. What does.

Check it out. I got a new name tag today." He unclipped it and held it out toward me. I looked at it. "A. GUY." He grinned. "Someone actually asked me what the A stood for," he said, his hand brushing mine as he took the tag back, sliding it into his pocket. "I said Larry.

I heard how people sounded when their dreams were shattered, when their lives were turned into a waking nightmare.

I don’t think I could have picked a worse guy to be my soul mate.