“When your throat starts to clench, and tingle and your heart gets so warm, the heat travels through your body. When your stomach starts to feel, those unforgiving butterflies that, spark the instant flow of tears. It may not be the worst pain you’ll ever feel, but it’ll be one you will remember forever because that’s your heart breaking.”—
“It’s so hard to talk when you want to kill yourself. Thats above and beyond everything else, and it’s not a mental complaint - it’s a physical thing, like it’s physically hard to open your mouth and make the words come out. They don’t come out smooth and in conjuction with your brain the way normal people’s do; they come out in chunks as if from a crushed-ice dispenser; you stumble on them as they gather behind your lower lip. So you just keep quiet.”—Ned Vizzini -It’s Kind of a Funny Story
“I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to move on when the one you love walks away from you. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.”—Neil Gaiman
“Fuck this. Fuck this wondering. Fuck this trying and trying. Fuck this belief that two people can become one ideal. Fuck this helplessness. Fuck this waiting for something to happen that probably won’t ever happen.”—Rachel Cohn, Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist
One day, she attempted suicide and a guy she never really talked to at school visited her at the hospital. He said, “Don’t you dare do that again! You are the MOST beautiful girl that I have seen. EVER.”
That was 6 years ago. They’re getting married this weekend. GMH
Talked to one of my old best friends today, it’s always good to keep in touch. And I’m glad I could be there for her when she needed someone. Everytime I talk to her it makes me realize why we were such great best friends. I miss her dearly.
I hate the fact that I moved.
And love it at the same time.