I have come to the realization that I have the uncanny ability to make any boy fall in love with me. I have also come to the realization that this is not a good thing, nor is it a good thing that I also have the uncanny habit of hurting the ones I actually come to love as well.
and all your pictures couldn't keep me warm if i burned them. i'm bleeding bloody coughs from the fire in my lungs. i left you in my memories, so if the train comes, lay down on the tracks and forget me, and how we used to kiss.
"...I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can't ever be fixed, and this is something that nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older - as you see people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it's already happened."