She doesn't want to end up like me. At least I'm giving someone an example not to follow.

I found myself jealous of the people who wrote the books. They were dead and they were still taking up my time. Who did they think they were?

its hard to talk when you want to kill yourself

I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.

I like you a lot. Because you’re funny and smart and because you seem to like me. I know that’s not a good reason, but I can’t help it; if a girl likes me I tend to like her back [...] I like you for all this stuff but I also kind of like you for the cuts on your face—

I know a lot of famous people didn't do well at school, like James Brown; he dropped out in fifth grade to be an entertainer, I respect that... but that's not going to be me. I'm not going to be able to do anything but work as hard as possible all the time and compete with everyone I know all the time to make it.

I feel dead, wasted, awful, broken and useless. It's not the kind of feeling you forget.