I never went for the talkers.

Too late, too late, juice pouring does not a kind soul make, and I killed you.

And now I see what has been there all along, what I've noticed but never truly understood until now. Eli is as uncertain as I am, as we all are. Life has surprised him like it has me. Has hurt him like it has me.

My mother taught me to believe in silver, to believe in things, but I think it's more important to believe in me.

Three life lessons: 1.No one will see you. 2.No one will say anything. 3.No one will save you.

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

I love the me I am with him. I’m the girl who has Dave. I’m Lauren, Dave’s girlfriend. I’m someone better than Lauren Smith, who no one noticed till Dave came along. The thing is, that girl isn’t me and I know it. But when I’m with him, I feel like I could be her. That if something in me was just–I don’t know, shifted a little or something, smoothed down–people would think of me the way they think of Dave, and everything would always be perfect. I would be perfect.