She’s a commodity in a sea of broken girls.

Maybe what frightens us about the edge isn't our fear of morality, but the thoughts it leads us to have.

To die trying would be better than to die without purpose.

I always knew I was an excellent liar; I just didn't know that I had it in me to fool myself.

A strange thing, words. Once they're said, it's hard to imagine they're untrue.

We accept gods that don't speak to us. We accept gods that would place us in a world filled with injustices and do nothing as we struggle. It's easier than accepting that there's nothing out there at all, and that, in our darkest moments, we are truly alone.

The madness of youth made me unafraid.