"Because, if you could love someone, and keep loving them, without being loved back… then that love had to be real. It hurt too much to be anything else."
"The years between eighteen and twenty-eight are the hardest, psychologically. It’s then you realize this is make or break, you no longer have the excuse of youth, and it is time to become an adult – but you are not ready."
Me during finals week: "It's beginning to look a lot like FUCK THIS."