They're fake bullets, so why do I feel like Im bleeding out?

...as it turned out, growing up was just as she'd feared. One day when your alarm clock rang, you got up and realized you had someone else's thoughts in your head... or may be just your old ones, minus the hope.

Hopefully, more and more people will come to understand that a child who's "different from" is not one who is "lesser than."

You figured that the only way I'd be happy is if I did the things you thought would be best for me.

You can't hate someone until you know what it might be like to love them.

And sometimes, he was less lucid. He'd run around his cell like a caged animal; he'd rock back and forth; he'd swing from topic to topic as if it was the only way to cross the jungle of his thoughts.

Since it had gotten so quiet in the room that you could hear the sound of your own doubts.