I want to be your favorite hello and your hardest good-bye.

I look at him, and he looks back with his beautiful eyes, smiles, and it pathetically makes my day.

I bruise easliy, so be gentle when you let me down.

Infatuation is when you find somebody who is absolutely perfect. Love is when you realize they aren't and it doesn't matter.

It's funny how when I found him he was everything I wanted and nothing I'd been looking for.

He's fascinating in a car crash sorta way.

I love the fact that someone like you sees something in me.

You know how it is when you don't want to miss them, but you want them to miss you?

Anyhting worth while is everything worth waiting for.

She's the cliche of a teenage tragedy. A band aid on her heart and a bruise on her arm where she once wore her heart on her sleeve.