Sometimes being me is very confusing.

That's you, right?' he asks me. 'Yeah.' 'Cute. Not that I, uh, think little kids are cute. Just that you were cute. I mean, you can see how you turned out to be so...oh.

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

I think love is huge, overwhelming. I think it's terrible and beautiful.

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.

I know who I want to be with, and it isn't her. - Ryan

I do not fall. I fell so hard so long ago there is nothing left for me to land on. I just keep falling and falling and falling.