There's always a way out. All you have to do is take it.
It was her way of saying, "You should kill yourself.
I won't be alive so I won't care who finds me.
I knew right then and there nothing was ever going to change. It wouldn't matter if I was tall or short or fat or thin or absent every day. I was a loser from birth.
Oh sure. Because we always talk about deep down stuff.
I'm going to die a virgin. I like the thought if it. So pure.
You would never understand, Kim. You think I'm normal; you wish I was.
At times like this, I'm thankful I don't feel love.
I hear you. I just don't believe a word you say.
Why couldn't I have a fatal disease? It'd be so much easier.
I'd decided to write him and tell him to leave me alone. Please, in a nice way, go away, I really can't deal with you.
I know it's hard on her. If I don't tell her she'll kill me." He pauses. "That was supposed to be funny.
I suppose I'll be remembered as dull. Timid. No one ever knew me. People came. They went. I was kind, I think. Not sympathetic, but considerate of others. I always gave up my place in line. I loaned out pencils and paper, or let people take them from me. I never reported a sexual assault.
I don't have to answer. Until you know the question.
Like anyone cared where I was, or who I was.
That's love? To let someone beat you and be hateful to you? These people are all so... Weak. Powerless to change their lives. I know the feeling. All you can do is take it. No one understands how it beats you down.
The truth remains. I was, and am, disgusted with myself.
They didn't guarantee you'd come out a whole person.
I had to fight so hard not to cry.
Yeah, I hear the truth. But this is my truth.
I hated him. I hated them all. They made me hate myself even more than I already did.
Take it as a token. Because tomorrow when I go, I want you to believe friends are possible.
I never defended myself. Not once. I never said, "Excuse me? What gives you the right to insult and demean me?" I let them steal my dignity.
I'm scared. What will tomorrow bring? It has to be better than today. It has to.
How will you be remembered? As a loner and a loser.
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