I don’t need someone to complete me, I need someone to make things a little bit better every now and again.

I don't think I'd have any friends if I didn't obscure at least 99% of my thoughts.

Why do fools fall in love? I'll tell you why, because everybody else has simply got too much else to do.

I have a lot of internalised tantrums. I secretly hope the worst and then I start planning my little speech for the beginning of it. Showers are the worst - all the time in the shower I'm planning the next time I'm going to lose it at someone, and then I never actually do. You're almost let down when people are nice.

I know very well that I have no reason to feel aggrieved - I am fully aware of how lucky I am, but knowing it and still being down makes me hate myself all the more.

It is so much easier to grieve for the dead than to care for the living. At least in death we are all perfect.

Anyone who tells you that it is better to have loved and lost that to never loved at all has never done both.