This is the me you've never met.
These are the many things you've made me feel.
"She was a ghost of a girl, hauntingly beautiful, wonderfully lost — breaking hearts and crying holy water tears."

I’m sad..for so many reasons… And when I’m sad, I don’t want anyone. Everyone will ask why and tell me things that everything will be okay. I’m tired of those clichés. I’m tired of explaining why I’m sad.. You don’t need to know why coz it will be so many things. I don’t need you to feel sad or feel sorry for me. I don’t need people to cheer me up coz I don’t know what can cheer me up. I just need time to be sad. Maybe I’ll be okay. If that cliche is right then I’ll be okay at my own time.


"You got a little happier and also a little sadder."

"Meaning they cancel out each other, leaving me exactly the same."

"Not at all. The fact that you got a little happier today doesn’t change the fact that you also become a little sadder. Every day you become a little more of both, which means that right now, at this exact moment, you’re the happiest and the saddest you’ve ever been in your whole life."

"How do you know?"

"Think about it. Have you ever been happier or sadder than right now, lying here in this grass?"

"I guess not. No."

"And have you ever been sadder?"


"It isn’t like that for everyone, you know. Some people[…]"

"What about you? Are you the happiest and saddest right now that you’ve ever

"Of course I am."


"Because nothing makes me happier and nothing makes me sadder than you

"I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals."
"I am always sad, I think. Perhaps this signifies that I am not sad at all, because sadness is something lower than your normal disposition, and I am always the same thing. Perhaps I am the only person in the world, then, who never becomes sad. Perhaps I am lucky."
"I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and I’d cry for a week."
"I love him..
and sometimes,
he loves me too…"
"My life is a struggle between my need for acceptance, my fear of rejection, and a desire to not care at all."
Were you ever happy?"
"If this is heaven I don’t know what it’s for, If I can’t find you there I don’t care."
"You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst’, but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you."