The thing about happiness, though, is that it never lasts.

You can't be fixed. You can't be saved.

But when everyone tells you you're crazy and no one believes you when you swear you aren't, a small part of you will always wonder if they're right.

Pain is just a feeling, and feelings aren't real.

I must be made of nothing to feel so much nothing.

I was going to kiss him, and I was going to regret it. But at that moment, I couldn't bring myself to care.

The thing about happiness, though, is that it never lasts.