All night long if you want. We'll tell our secrets to the dark.

All relationships are tough. Just like with music, sometimes you have harmony and other times you have cacophony.

How is it possible that a boyfriend ceases to exist from one day to another?

Don't be scared...Women can handle the worst kind of pain. You'll find out one day.

Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that’s what it’s like, I wouldn’t mind.

We are like Humpty Dumpty and all these king's horses and all these king's men cannot put us back together again

I want to ask him where that kitchen is. Where he's from. But he seems guarded. Or maybe it's me. Maybe making friends is a specific skill, and I missed the lesson.