...Things happened when you were little. Things you don't remember now, and don't want to. But they need to escape, need to worm their way out of that dark place in your brain where you keep them stashed.
You deserve good things, and I want to be one of them.
Would I ever find forever love? Do I really want to, when forever was a word without meaning?
Then teach me how to not care about someone who was everything to me. All I want is to know she's okay. Is that too much to ask?
When you love someone, you don't want to hurt them, even if they deserve to be hurt. When you love someone, you want to hurt them, even when they don't deserve to be hurt.
I want to know living love. And I don't want to wait for it.
I want to open myself, let him inside. But how do I give what has already been taken?
I want to know what it means to be in love. But in my dictionary 'in love' is indefinable.
I know he wants to get serious. He's definitely not a player, not a poser, not a loser, not a user.
Always before, I just said no, left it solidly there. I waver now. I want to share everything with him. Want to know what he knows, feel what he feels, share the same space he's in.
I wanted to meet the monster. Why go down if you can go up?
You can’t walk away from someone you love, leave them drowning in your desertion. If love has no more meaning than that, you can keep it. I don’t want it now or ever again. Don’t want to hear the word or wear its scars.
I mean, if you're gonna purposely lose your mind, you want to get it back some day. Don't you? Okay, maybe not.
I mean, who wants to trudge through life, doing everything just right? Taking no chances means wasting your dreams.
...life is all about chances. You might be safer not taking any. But playing it totally safe means you're only existing. Not living. I want to live.
I want the part of you that you refuse to give.
Anger is a valid emotion. It's only bad when it takes control and makes you do things you don't want to do.