Two people unable to cry finally cry together and in the world ended today, we would be fulfilled.

I run behind her, letting her stay a few steps ahead of me so if she happens to fall I’ll be there to laugh at her first and then help her up afterwards.

I think it was the one thing I didn’t like about him or about guys in general: when a girl says she doesn’t want to talk about it, the truth is that she usually does. I wanted him to pry it out of me. Of course, I would’ve pretended to be a little angry that he didn’t just leave me alone, but eventually I would’ve told him, when I was tired of pretending.

But the heart has a mind of its own and it always gets what it wants, especially when it's dying.

I wonder if the ocean smells different on the other side of the world.

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

If it makes you feel better, you can tell me to screw off if you want to refuse anything, but I hope you won't because I really want to show you how to live." - Andrew Parrish