I think being a teenager is such a compelling time period in your life--it gives you some of your worst scars and some of your most exhilarating moments. It's a fascinating place; old enough to feel truly adult, old enough to make decisions that affect the rest of your life, old enough to fall in love, yet, at the same time too young (in most cases) to be free to make a lot of those decisions without someone else's approval.

You never know how much time you'll have.

Could I betray my absent heart to save my pathetic life?

Life and love go on.

If we had happy endings, we’d all be under gravestones now.

Like we were connected, the echo of his pain twisted inside inside me. his pain, my pain.

I think she's having hysterics. Maybe you should slap her.