I told him how much I love my best friend, but how lonely and heartsick it made me to be with person who was always disappearing from the room, from my life, from the planet. 

There's a constant level of closeness that I really need from the person I love. But it just destroys me to not be able to count on the affection when I need it. 

*I have opened my fist and showed to the world the handful of bullets I'd had to bite over the rough times. And time still get rough. 

A man’s chest is a girl’s comfort zone.

It is a warm feeling when a girl is leaning her head through a guy’s chest. It is not just about lust or anything. But, it is way to comfort herself. There’s a sense of security when you just feel the lovely curves in his chest. It’s like listening to his heartbeat and feeling her breath beneath your hair. You’ll talk about happy things and you can fall asleep. It’s one of the best yet simple moments that you can cherish with the person that you love so much.

I am all the writers that I have read, 

all the people that I have met,

all the women that I have loved.