Just once, I wanted to lose something without the whole world watching.

My name is Danielle. I'm eighteen. I've been stealing things for as long as I can remember

Okay, I guess you can come in." "Um, Hannah, you have to, you know, open the front door so I can actually come in." "I thought you were going to - you're standing under my window. Aren't you supposed to climb up here or something?" "My ladder's at home. Also, you call throwing rocks at your window clichéd?

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

I deserved the shaking and the headaches and the fact that every single time I took a breath I felt a squeezing in my chest, my heart beating even though I wished it wasn't.

I'll always remember taking your hand and telling you that everything would be okay.

Talking about someone who makes you happy actually makes you happy. Being happy makes you want to talk, to go over everything, to share it so you can remember it all over again.