Everybody starts out as strangers.
Depression is pain in its purest form.
He never leaves my side. And I know he never will.
I don't know myself. I don't know what I want or how I feel or how I should feeland I don't think I ever really have.
Why does everybody have to be with somebody? It’s a stupid delusion and a really pathetic way of thinking.
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.