I looked at my reflection in the rearview mirror. Some lipstick would go with this truck, I thought..

Right before my eyes, I could see my life going away from me and there was nothing I could do..

You need shoving, not pushing. You need to jump back on that camel. Otherwise you're going to stay up on the ledge you've made for yourself..

I thought: Just one step. One step at a time. You don’t have to do them all at once..

Sorry wastes time. You have to live your life like you'll never be sorry. It's easier just to do the right thing from the start so there's nothing to….

What if life could be this way? Only the happy parts, none of the terrible, not even the mildly unpleasant. What if we could just cut out the bad and….

You make me lovely, and it's so lovely to be lovely to the one I love..

The problem with people is they forget that most of the time it's the small things that count..

I should be happy, but instead I feel nothing. I feel a lot of nothing these days. I've cried a few times, but mostly I'm empty, as if whatever makes….

I remember running down a road on my way to a nursery of flowers. I remember her smile and her laugh when I was my best self and she looked at me lik….

I learned that there is good in this world, if you look hard enough for it. I learned that not everyone is disappointing, including me, and that a 1,….

It's my experience that people are a lot more sympathetic if they can see you hurting, and for the millionth time in my life I wish for measles or sm….

I do my best thinking at night when everyone else is sleeping. No interruptions. No noise. I like the feeling of being awake when no one else is..

The thing I realize is, that it's not what you take, it's what you leave..

I just sat there letting that music cover me like a big, cozy blanket..

We are all alone, trapped in these bodies and our own minds, and whatever company we have in this life is only fleeting and superficial..

No more winter at all. Finch, you brought me spring..

Since I stopped writing, I read more than ever. Other people's words, not my own - my words are gone..

Music did that to me, just like God was supposed to, because music seemed both magic and holy..

You are all the colors in one, at full brightness..

It's my experience that people are a lot more sympathetic if they can see you hurting..