Everyone's a liar. Everyone I've ever known.

Trust. That was what this was all about. If you can't trust the one you love, you don't have anything.

I have no intent. I have no reason to live, that's all. When I'm gone, I don't want to be remembered.

I wish I could tell my parents, " If you want to help me, help me die.

I don't have alot of people to talk to. Not alot of people are worth my time.

I know it's hard on her. If I don't tell her she'll kill me." He pauses. "That was supposed to be funny.

You can't trust machines. You can't trust people.