I wish emotional bruises healed like physical ones.

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.

Things don’t get better just because you want them to.

You'll get through this. And I know it's impossible to believe right now, but it gets better. Trust me.

But life’s never easy when you need it to be.

It's just like John Mayer says in "Slow Dancing in a Burning Room". When it's this bad, you have to get out or you'll get burned.

But you can't get to the place you most want to be without taking a chance.