I want to sleep. To find a safe place somewhere, and close my eyes, and rest, like an animal. That is what I am. An animal. Living from moment to moment, day to day, trying to make sense of the world in which I find myself.
Life, Sleep, Day
I want him to be happy. And I want you to be happy, too. Even if you can only find that happiness without me.
Love, Happiness
I wish I hadn't. I wish I'd fought for you. I was weak and stupid.
Love, Relationships
With him everything is a test, affection is measured, that given weighed against that which has been received, and the balance, more often than not, disappointing him.
Relationships
We’re constantly changing facts, rewriting history to make things easier, to make them fit in with our preferred version of events. We do it automatically. We invent memories. Without thinking. If we tell ourselves something happened often enough we start to believe it, and then we can actually remember it.
Memory, Believe, History
Pain, or pleasure. I could not tell where one ended and the other began.
Pain, Lost, Confusion