All the bitchy girls in the world are just a training ground for what men can do to you.

That was the thing about being on the inside: the world was just going on, even when it seemed like time for you had stopped for good.

If you expect the worst, you'll never be disappointed.

He was the closest thing I'd ever had to something, or someone, that mattered. But in the end, close didn't count. You were either in, or you weren't.

I mean, at first, it was kind of disappointing. But people recover from disappointment. Otherwise we'd all be hanging from nooses. Right

It was like discovering that some part of you wasn't yours at all. And it made me wonder what else I couldn't claim.

It's still a memory worth having, even if it's not exactly what you imagined.

We both know the limits of this relationship. It's understood. And as long as we're both comfortable with that, nobody get's hurt.

Whenever something great happens, you’re always kind of poised for the universe to correct itself.

When you had to do something, you had to do it. And eventually, if you were lucky, you did it well.

I told you, everyone understands a quest.

It was like that part of my life, was just gone. It was almost too easy, for something I once thought had meant everything.

But all I could think of was how when nothing made sense and hadn't for ages, you just have to grab onto anything you feel sure of.

Of course it hurts", she grumbled, tipping my head further back. "Life sucks. Get over it

Because if you were the problem, chances were you could also be the solution. The only way to find out was to take another shot.

A lot can change between planning something and actually doing it. But maybe all that really matters is that anything is different at all.

What do you do when you finally hear everything you've always thought said aloud?

There was nothing, nothing to depend on. And why was I surprised?

There's just something obvious about emptiness, even when you try to convince yourself otherwise.