Even your mom told me how sweet but what an idiot you could be. My mom tells the same about me. To you.

I still see you standing there, banging you head against the wall telling me how dumb and stupid you are. Yes you are and I don't believe shit of your nonsense. Take that.

I don’t know if my heart can take this, but I really hope it can, because every second with you makes it worth the risk

And like all the girls in all the cities, I take the poison, take the pity. But he and I, we soon discovered, we'd take the pills to find each other

I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.

“She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms, or perhaps something as simple as not being second” - the notebook

What I know is that I can trust his eyes because what lives in them, lives in me.

The two best times to keep your mouth shut are when you're swimming and when you're angry.

He was my escape, and sometimes that can feel an awful lot like love.