[..] and there are tons of people I hate so much that I wouldn't mind taking them out. But killing them wouldn't get me anywhere - that's the conclusion I always come to. If I'm going to pay for it in the end, I might as well let them live.

If people can't stand being alone, they have no choice but to die

It wasn't so much that I was afraid of the place itself, but I was afraid of the creatures who masqueraded as people.

A women who does not know herself has no choice other than to live with other people's evaluations.

In order to induce the process of decay, water is necessary. I think that, in the case of women, men are the water.

A woman who does not know herself has no choice other than to live with other people’s evaluations. But no one can adapt perfectly to public opinion. And herein lies the source of their destruction.

I was frightened by the optimism of adults, their stupid trust in science to treat a troubled heart. Afraid of their obsession with believing they have to treat troubled kids. I just wanted them to leave me alone, so how come they didn't get it? But that's the way it always is.