Friendship is not a thing I have ever experienced. Not as a child, and not as I am now..

The words get easier the moment you stop fearing them..

I'm oxygen and he's dying to breathe..

Books are easily destroyed. But words will live as long as people can remember them..

The world is a mess and I want to laugh because all I can think is how horrible and beautiful it is, that our eyes blur the truth when we can't bear ….

I love walking into a bookstore. It's like all my friends are sitting on shelves, waving their pages at me..

I have a heart, says science, but I am a monster, says society..

On the darkest days you have to search for a spot of brightness, on the coldest days you have to seek out a spot of warmth; on the bleakest days you ….

I feel like I've been split open and stuffed with sunshine..

This pen is my only outlet, my only voice, because I have no one else to speak to, no mind but my own to drown in and all the lifeboats are taken and….

All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart..

I can do anything I want. Be with anyone I want. And it'll be my choice..

And we are quotation marks, inverted and upside down, clinging to one another at the end of this life sentence. Trapped by lives we did not choose..

Raindrops are my only reminder that clouds have a heartbeat. That I have one, too..

It's the kind of kiss that inspires stars to climb into the sky and light up the world..

The moon is a loyal companion. It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever ju….

I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapp….

I spent my life folded between the pages of books. In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters. I lived love and loss ….

Hope. It's like a drop of honey, a field of tulips blooming in the springtime. It's a fresh rain, a whispered promise, a cloudless sky, the perfect p….

And some days I wonder why I insist on keeping myself alive..

People seldom realize that they tell lies with their lips and truths with their eyes all the time..