All I can do is hope.

Even in a bad situation, there's always a positive side. Even if you can't see it yet.

I just want to write. It's like once I get those obsessive thoughts out of my head, once they're written down, they're somehow set free and I can move on.

It’s unbelievable how you can affect someone else so deeply and never know.

When someone rips your heart out, there's nothing you can do to change how you feel about them. You just have to keep feeling that way until it goes away. Until it never does.

No two people can see the world in the same way. No matter what you’re looking at, no one is seeing it the same way you are.

And yeah, it got better. My stomach eventually went back to normal. I didn’t cry every day. But my heart. My heart will always be broken.