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“My only relief is to sleep. When I’m sleeping, I’m not sad, I’m not angry, I’m not lonely, I’m nothing.”
— Jillian Medoff, Hunger Point (via books-n-quotes)
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“I’m caught between trying to live my life, and trying to run from it.”
— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being A Wallflower
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“Sometimes feelings are so good 
you wish they’d never happened just
 so you can experience it for the first time again.”
— Jessica Marie, The First Time
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“It takes ten times as long to put yourself together as it does to fall apart.”
— Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay
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“From which stars have we fallen to meet each other here?”
— Friedrich Nietzsche, Letter to Lou Salomé
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“You can’t just plan a moment when things get back on track, just as you can’t plan the moment you lose your way in the first place.”
— Sarah Dessen, Someone Like You
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“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
— Neil Gaiman, The Sandman
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“Time is tricky. You have whole months, even years, when nothing changes a speck, when you don’t go anywhere or do anything or think one new thought. And then you can get hit with a day, or an hour, or a half a second when so much happens it’s almost like you got born all over again into some brand-new person you for damn sure never expected to meet.”
— E.R. Frank, Life Is Funny
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“What a sad way to know somebody; a love that could have happened, but never did.”
— Almost / Unrequited Love
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“My only relief is to sleep. When I’m sleeping, I’m not sad, I’m not angry, I’m not lonely, I’m nothing.”
— Jillian Medoff, Hunger Point
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“What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then.”
— T.S. Eliot, The Cocktail Party
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One of the worst feelings I've ever had is having to go through something really hard that I really need my friends and family for, and not being able to lean on anyone or even just cry on thier shoulder or just get a damn hug. I'm a mess and I need to keep it all together because no one knows. And no one can know.
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“And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.”
— Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility
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