Abandoning a task that is futile and pointless is not giving up.

What are you, Elle? Are you a ghost? Are you an angel or a demon? Because you can’t be real.

I might be alone, but i'm never lonely.

He was quiet. I said nothing, hoping that maybe, for once, he'd stop pretenting he was okay. Then I could, too. That we could both forget the roles that had so long bound us.

I waited for a long time and there was nothing but the pain of wanting something I couldn't seem to find.

There are many things I don't know, but quite a few I do. I know you can't be lost if you know where you are. I know that life is full of precious and fragile things, and not all of them are pretty. I know that the sun follows the moon and makes days, one after another. Time passes. The world turns, and we turn with it, and though we can never go back to the beginning, sometimes, we can start again.

But the problem with looking back when you should be walking ahead is that you usually end up walking into something that hurts.