I didn't want to make the same mistake my parents made. I didn't want my love to fade away one day like an old scar. I wanted it to burn forever.

Everything in my room was old and faded, but I loved that about it. It felt like there might be secrets in the walls, in the four-poster bed, especially in that music box.

Looking on the bright side of life never killed anybody.

Sometimes questions can be more cruel than insults.

I will never look at you in the same way ever again. I'll never be that girl again. The girl who comes running back every time you push her away, the girl who loves you anyway.

There's no use in asking what if. No one could ever give you the answers.

It's the imperfections that make things beautiful.