The quickest path to self-destruction is to push away the people you love.
We all remember people the way we want to remember them.
This is called ‘Black Box’, for the girl who holds the key to mine.
We may only ever have one great, passionate love, but sometimes it’s best to leave that kind of love in the past. A love like that can’t last forever.
You’re one tough egg to crack. You know that? You’re like a Kinder egg wrapped inside a mystery wrapped inside an enigma.
Then maybe you’ll believe me when I say…you’re pretty fucking special, Laney Hill.
Because sometimes you have to suffer without the things you want now so you can have everything you need later.
I don’t believe in coincidence or fateBut I know one thing for sureYour face was meant to beBurned into the deepest reachesOf my blackest memories.
It’s not our mistakes that define us. It’s the lessons we learn that show our true character.
Once you see the good in someone, it’s hard not to notice the good in everyone.
Sometimes you forget how much you love someone, until you realize their smile is like a spotlight shined on your heart.
My comebacks aren’t nearly as sharp as my shiv. Come inside and I’ll show you.
How can you love someone who doesn’t think they deserve to be loved?
Are you going to give her gonorrhea too, or was that gift just for me?
I guess that’s the way secrets are. They’re only heavy when you’re holding them. As soon as you let go, the significance of keeping those secrets hidden blows away and everything falls into place.
Sometimes letting someone go is the ultimate act of love.