The simplest answer is to act.
We are all made from star dust and we will all return to star dust, like a cosmic palindrome.
I felt a mix of wanting to kill him and wanting to kiss him at the same time. When I thought of what true love must be like, I figured it must be like this, and not the stupid eighth grade infatuation most girls my age felt. True love includes an equal part of good and bad, but true sticks around and doesn’t run off to Vegas with a podiatrist.
Not living your life is just like killing yourself, only it takes longer.
The thing you don’t see while you’re still there on Earth is how easy it is to change your mind. When you’re in it and you’re mixed up with feelings, assumptions, influences, and misconceptions, things seem completely impossible to change. From here, you see that change is as easy as flicking a light switch in your brain.
The absence of violence is not love.
I wished I could take her to the library and hand her over to the librarians. Please teach her about everything, I’d say.
Suicide isn’t something people do to hurt other people. It’s something people do to release themselves from pain.
Even though I know that breaking your brain is the same as breaking your arm, I’m still ashamed that my brain is broken.
Pretty much nobody on Earth takes me seriously. And yet, on the inside I know there is something wrong enough that someone should be taking it seriously. Maybe it starts with me. Maybe I have to take it seriously first.
Did all outcasts come to this realization at a certain point in life? That being outcast from a bogus and pornographic society actually was a good thing? I hoped so. I hoped there was an army of us out there, smiling about it that very moment.
Somewhere in every mind is an opening to crawl through.
We’re alive. We have words and shapes and ideas. We will throw them at you when you do not believe. We will throw our love and our hate and our failure and success. We’ll split in two right in front of you and be our best and our worst. We’ll lie and tell the truth.
We all had our collective heads in the oven.
No. Frank Socrates doesn’t have conditions, because he’s dead. He loves me unconditionally.
I’m sixteen years old and this is the main idea the adults in my life have given me. Whether it’s seaweed in Mexico, missing art projects, or Dad shrugging, the message is clear: The older people get, the less they can do about things.
But who’s to say what’s stupid and what’s not stupid when your life falls apart? Some people fall apart over TV shows. Some people fall apart over a breakup. Some people fall apart over someone eating the last bowl of Apple Jacks. I fell apart because of the annual art show. No one noticed I was falling apart before then. I.
In nature, crying is okay. Waterfalls cry all the time.
The world will be upside down forever. We just have to come to terms with that.
You are not your virginity. You are a human being.