“The completely profound senselessness of my own existence explodes into it's own blissful freedom. There is no impending moment, no past moment, only this one, and without past there is no sorrow, and without future there can be no loss.”

“But love isn't a career. It isn't a degree you earn or a formula you pull out of a textbook. It's bumpy and blotched and painful and completely irreplaceable. Aren't there times when it might be better to let go? Sometimes the best part of life grows out of what you have no say over.”

“Survival through denial. Works every time.”

“Death might be a blessing if it means you never have to face this kind of grief.”

“...and be emptied of gravity and surrounding by the rouge wave of an emotion she could not name.”

“The completely profound senselessness of my own existence explodes into it's own blissful freedom. There is no impending moment, no past moment, only this one, and without past there is no sorrow, and without future there can be no loss.”

“When do we stop crying over our own injuries? When we get old enough to swallow our tears, or when the people we love stop responding to our cries of pain?”

“It is amazing, though, what pains your subconscious will undergo in achieve sustainable peace.”