Best friends are important. They're the closest thing to a sister you'll ever have.

Do you know what it's like to like someone so much you can't stand it and know that they'll never feel the same way

That's when I finally got it. I finally understood. It wasn't the thought that counted. It was the actual execution that mattered, the showing up for somebody. The intent behind it wasn't enough. Not for me. Not anymore. It wasn't enough to know that deep down, he loved me. You had to actually say it to somebody, show them you cared. And he just didn't. Not enough.

Sometimes it’s like people are a million times more beautiful to you in your mind. It’s like you see them through a special lens—but maybe if it’s how you see them,that’s how they really are.It’s like the whole tree falling in the forest thing.

I loved the feeling of talking and having somebody really listen to what I have to say. It was like a high or something.

If love is like a possession, maybe my letters are like my exorcisms.

It's scary how easy promises were broken.