...this is your life. It's not your mom's. You have to do what makes you happy too

If there's anything worth any risk at all, it's got to be love, right?

Finding someone you can really connect with is like winning the lottery --- It happens basically never, but if it does, you really shouldn't blow it.

I didn't want this man touching me in those places. It wasn't that he was being inappropriate, it was just more that he obviously didn't view me as a person, let alone a scared person with actual feelings. He just saw me as yet another scientific specimen there for his own experimenting. I squeezed my eyes shut, cringing the entire time.

I felt entirely invisible and uncomfortably obvious all at the same time, sitting there in practically nothing in front of this stranger who was ignoring me.

Why does everything have to suck so bad? Even when you think it's getting better, it's not. Life's building up suckiness, getting ready to hit you again, at the worst possible moment.

I checked my phone again one more time before crawling into bed, fully aware that Einstein's definition of insanity was repeating the same action over and expecting different results.

Listen, I wanted to say, I don't need your judgment, okay? I have enough to deal with without you contributing, so can we just get on with this so I can get out of here?But I couldn't form the words. Dr. Johnson viewed me as a child, and somehow, under his contemptuous gaze, I had regressed to one. I was frightened and shy, and it was all I could do to answer his questions and count the seconds until the end of the visit.

I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve been gone, but you have to move on. If not today, then someday soon.I love you, Ryden, I will always love you, but I’m not here anymore.

I'd never wanted to punch anyone as badly as I wanted to punch her right in her perfectly little surgically-altered nose.