I believed the reason there was a God was to prevent such atrocities from happening to the same person twice. But nothing prepared me for this: I have done what I've sworn I could never do; I have become my own nightmare... I have lost control.

As it turns out, you can function while your heart is being torn to shreds.

Do you know how there are moments when the world moves so slowly you can feel your bones shifting, your mind tumbling? When you think that no matter what happens to you for the rest of your life, you will remember every last detail of that one minute forever?

If you spent your life concentrating on what everyone else thought of you, would you forget who you really were? What if the face you showed the world turned out to be a mask... with nothing beneath it?

Everyone still deserves to have their say.

By definition, love made you better than good enough; it redefined perfection to include your traits, instead of excluding them.

A man should live his life a certain way not because of some divine authority, but because of a personal moral obligation to himself and others.