I do not like that I allowed my past to close me off. I do not like that I let circumstances rob me of the ability to have a normal relationship with a man, to have friends, to be happy. I do not like it, but I had felt myself powerless against it.

When you find someone who makes you smile and laugh, when you find someone who makes you feel safe…you shouldn’t let that person go just because you’re afraid.

When everything changes we learn who we really are. What’s really important. What we want most. We discover the truth in moments of disarray.

I could say his body was perfect and every part of it beautiful, because it was. Not because he had no flaws, but because I wanted him so desperately I couldn’t see any.

Does madness bring creativity? Or does creativity cause madness? Can an artist create without the ups so high and the downs so low?

We labored under the pretense that nothing had changed when everything had, and I understood him, but i no longer knew him.

I knew him, but I don't understand him.