I belong deeply to myself.

Make peace with your body, it's not manmade, there are no flaws, there are no mistakes.

The ego hurts you like this: you become obsessed with the one person who does not love you. blind to the rest who do.

I’m not sad, but the boys who are looking for sad girls always find me. I’m not a girl anymore and I’m not sad anymore. You want me to be a tragic backdrop so that you can appear to be illuminated, so that people can say ‘Wow, isn't he so terribly brave to love a girl who is so obviously sad?’ You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole.

I tore up and ate my own passport in an airport hotel once. I'm bloated with language I can’t afford to forget.

Two people who were once very close can without blame or grand betrayal become strangers. Perhaps this is the saddest thing in the world.

We took such care of tomorrow, but died on the way there.