You cry in your room. I cry in my room. Mom cries in Mom’s room. And in the morning everyone pretends like they never cried once in their life.

Mom puts on a smile that looks like it belongs on somebody else’s face.

You think you’re the only one?” Theo said. “Everyone has scars. We just don’t all wear them on the outside.

You have made my life better by just simply existing.

Every time I want to give up on him, there’s always something inside telling me to just give it time.

I, for one, don’t forget a thing. I just sit around waiting for something worse.

If you were given a book with the story of your life, would you read the end?

When you see a small change in your life it means its a huge change in personality and your trait.

When you believe in something, stand up for it, even if everyone is sitting.

I want to keep sleeping, but the sun outside my window has other ideas: First blind her. Then jab her eyeballs with scorching-hot daggers.