That tastes like hope feels.
Doing stuff never feels as good as you hope it will feel.
Leaving feels too good, once you leave.
...all I have to do is stay in between the lines and make sure that no one is too close to me and I am not too close to anyone and keep leaving. Maybe it felt like this for her, too, but I could never feel like this alone.
... I didn't know whether to feel angry at her for making me part of her suicide or just to feel angry at myself for letting her go.
The past feels distant, even when it's near. The future feels assured, even when it isn't.
I feel like, like, how you matter is defined by the things that matter to you. You matter as much as the things that matter to you.
Great books help you understand, and they help you feel understood.
I feel like I might start crying and that I'm going to cry pee.