I had no illusions about love anymore. It came, it went, it left casualties or it didn't. People weren't meant to be together forever, regardless of what the songs say.

He just stood there, looking at me, as if I had actually changed before his eyes. But this was the girl I'd been all along. I'd just hidden her well.

You bought me some forks. And knives. And spoons. Because you love me!

Life is an awful, ugly place to not have a best friend.

The basic fact is that no, this isn't ideal. Very few things are. Sometimes, you have to manufacture your own history. Give fate a push,so to speak.

So you should remember that, when you're thinking about what other people can deal with. Maybe it's not so bad.

Accepting all the good and bad about someone. It's a great thing to aspire to. The hard part is actually doing it.