It will go away... The stuff in your head. Little by little.

Like I said, some people think it’s weird that my best friend is a girl. Sometimes I think it’s weird, too. Mostly people assume that we’re boyfriend and girlfriend, which I guess we could be. But that just seems too teen-movie, if you know what I mean. A boy and girl are best friends, neither of them dates anyone else, and then one night they look at each other and—bang—they realize they’ve been in love with each other the whole time. Everyone’s happy and they go to the big dance together.

Anyone can be crazy. That's usually just because there's something screwed up in your wiring, you know? But suicide is a whole different thing. I mean, how much do you have to hate yourself to want to just wipe yourself out?

I knew people were talking, but I wasn't listening. I wasn't interested in anything anyone had to say.

If you ever manage to become perfect, you have to die instantly before you ruin things for everyone else.

Let me tell something, seeing your name and psychiatric ward on the same piece of paper isn't the best way to start your day.

I know all about dreams that make you want to scream.