“As the light begins to intensify, so does my misery, and I wonder how it is possible to hurt so much when nothing is wrong.”

“As the light begins to intensify, so does my misery, and I wonder how it is possible to hurt so much when nothing is wrong.”

“At what point do you give up— decide enough is enough? There is only one answer really. Never.”

“I might appear confident and chatty, but I spend most of my time laughing at jokes I don't find funny, saying things I don't really mean - because at the end of the day that's what we're all trying to do: fit in, one way or another, desperately trying to pretend we're all the same.”

“As the light begins to intensify, so does my misery, and I wonder how it is possible to hurt so much when nothing is wrong.”

“It's always nice being fancied. It's always nice being wanted. Even it it's by the wrong person.”

“Within the grand scale of things, sitting in a classroom day after day is so utterly meaningless and pointless that it actually makes his chest hurt to think about it.”

“School is a pile of crap. School has always been a pile of crap – he had just never bothered to think about it until today.”

“Out of the millions and millions of people that inhabit this planet, he is one of the tiny few I can never have.”

“It's always nice being wanted. Even if it's by the wrong person.”

“...and my loneliness, always my loneliness - that airless bubble of despair that is slowing stifling me.”

“At what point do you give up - decide enough is enough? There is only one answer really. Never.”