"There's a weight in the room now, a remembrance of childhood. It sinks like a stone, or a heart, or my weight on a good day."

"Cry wolf often enough and you eventually get eaten by the wolf, even if the wolf is you."

"I know it sounds a bit trite, but I really do get everything I want now. They say life is a game, and I guess I might agree if the stakes were a little higher, but it's just so easy to fall into a cycle. I get bored."

"You preach cleanliness,so I try to keep my room clean,but I feel no closer to God, and I guess that's okaybecause he doesn't knowwho he's fucking with anyway."

"I think of drug dealers like I think of my father- never really there when you want them to be."

"And I guess at the end of the day, you're just amazed that I can still stand, and I'm just amazed that I can stand still."

"I'll be too drunk to fight when you ask why I prefer to hurt, so I'll start hurling stupid phrases like I love you at your naked chest, but no matter what I try, they'll all sound like cheap threats."

"And then he's somewhere inside of me, each thrust rattling my ribcage like a bottle of pills. I'm somewhere outside of myself, thinking about lust- about my slutty white sheets and all the men who like to hide in them."

"I've always wanted to be the sort of boy who does the right thing without having to think about it first, the kind of boy who makes his bed every morning and wears his mouth like a vase for words of kindness and simplicity. My agents keep telling me I'm too bruised to play the part. They have no idea how hard it is to make my bed when I'm constantly sleeping in yours, how difficult it is to keep my body from bruising when I'm almost always on my knees, making room in my vase for you, and watching while you text all the boys who are up for the role."

"My blood makes noise. And I'm saying this now, because I have a strange gut feeling that it will be silenced someday soon."

"I like people with weak will and bad taste.It feels like anything is possible."

"In the soft light of morning, the sky outside turning light blue, my answer is always and still: 'I'm fine."

"Sometimes, I worry I'm winning."

"There are rules you've gotta follow when you fuck to forget. A body's only a temple if and when you treat it like one, but a heart can still break even if you never put it together properly in the first place."

"My fingers are blistered and they smell like lighter fluid- like burnt tin foil and rusted silverware. Quick question: Is it still considered heroin chic if I'm actually using heroin? No? Whatever."

"I think it's pretty common to hold onto people, to bribe them with things, say, a body, in the hopes of keeping them from leaving you. I don't think it's uncommon to invert such behaviors, to become something unlovable, in an effort to speed up the process of the inevitable. Fighting is an instinct. So is running. Everybody knows how to destroy a good thing. It's easy."

"I think sometimes we gravitate toward broken people, not 'cause we want to fix them, but 'cause we want to fix ourselves. The line between selflessness and selfishness is thin and intangible. It's imaginary. We can't see it. People project their problems onto other people's problems. It happens all the time. We see ourselves in each other. We can't help it. It's human nature."

"My desperation is deliberate. Despondency's a pheromone."

"Then I drop to my knees because I can't find a decent enough reason not to, because reluctance rarely stands a chance against repeated behavior."

"I just want to get away from me."

"You are only as deepas the ashtrays you use. You only stick around because you like the abuse."

"I dye my jeans jet black once a week, but they never seem dark enough. I bleach my hair bright white twice a month but it never seems light enough. I drink two and a half bottles of champagne every night but I never seem drunk enough. And I know I'm not high enough until someone grabs my face to check my vision to see if I'm still responsive- And even then, I'm thinking to myself that I should probably do one more line, you know, just to be safe."

"We skip school and we ditch chores. We haunt shopping malls and grocery stores. House parties grow dull, but Amy's boyfriend is a dealer and we find ways to pass the time."

"There's stranger sex than sex with strangers."

"I want to be split open and reminded of shame."

"When you're finally finished crying, I hope you run as fast and as far as you possibly can from me. When you land, out of breath, and I'm finally out of sight, finally out of mind, you'll be honestly fine. All wounds will be healed. All fires will be extinguished. I'll be a memory. Feel free to repress me."

"Beauty is biased, brainless. It says little to nothing about anybody as far as ethics are concerned, so why not monetize it? Give it some value, pin it with a price point. Otherwise, it's worthless."

"I talk too much, but there's a lot unsaid. I've slept in a lot of beds."

"If I told you that I imagine love to be a two-way mirror, which side of the mirror would you imagine me standing on?"

"There are never any real stars in LA, but we've got a bunch of fake ones made out of brass and terrazzo. We embed them in the sidewalks outside of strip clubs and gift shops- Walk of Fame, walk of shame walk of names we're all destined to forget sooner or later."

"I think it's imperative that we continue confusing light with meaning. That's how the human race evolves. Someone sees a light, names it God, goes toward it, goes up in flames. Same goes for moths. We're all animals. There's nothing revolutionary about evolution. The process itself relies solely on stupidity. We fuck up in the hopes that future fuckups will learn from us."

"And confessions of love have always seemed out of place when you're gasping for air, when you're begging for pain,when you're missing something, unable to change the channel."

"The piece of you that loves a part of me tries its best to hold onto the rest,but my heart is a thousand-piece puzzle of a faraway galaxy, deep purple,colors blending together and impossible to place."