No one is worth wasting a gorgeous weekend over.

The stupid thing about anger is how people hurt you and then you let them keep hurting you by being angry about how they originally hurt you. It’s a vicious cycle.

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.

All I know is, if we don't eat soon I'm going to chew off a limb. And I can't guarentee it'll be mine.

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.

How can someone who means so much to a person mean nothing the next day?

Somewhere underneath it all, I know he doesn't deserve to take up space in my brain.