What you wear doesn't really matter much. All that matters is where you're going what you're doing while you're wearing it.

Time is cruel like life. It slows down so that you can truly experience the worst moments of it. Only if you make it through them do you get to say ‘It all happened so fast.

I’m starting to get used to this feeling of not caring about anything.

One more thing: don’t feel bad for not telling me that you loved me. You didn’t need to say it. I knew all along that you did.

Pain hurts, but pain that's so powerful that you can't feel anymore, that's when you start to feel like you're going crazy.

Why does everybody have to be with somebody? It’s a stupid delusion and a really pathetic way of thinking.

I think when you fall in love, like true love, it’s love for life. All the rest is just experiences and delusions.