"I want you down on one knee declaring your love, I want to plan a ceremony in a garden with our closest friends and family, I want to stand in front of you and the entire world and say that I am yours forever, that nothing will ever tear us apart. I want to live with you. I want to fight with you, kiss you, love you. I want to have a family with you. I want to discuss children names with you. I want to see our daughter grow up. I want to see you love her more than you would ever be able to love me. I want to grow old with you. I want to sit on the porch holding you hand and never let go. I want to see us together. In eternity."
"I want you down on one knee declaring your love, I want to plan a ceremony in a garden with our closest friends and family, I want to stand in front of you and the entire world and say that I am yours forever, that nothing will ever tear us apart. I want to live with you. I want to fight with you, kiss you, love you. I want to have a family with you. I want to discuss children names with you. I want to see our daughter grow up. I want to see you love her more than you would ever be able to love me. I want to grow old with you. I want to sit on the porch holding you hand and never let go. I want to see us together. In eternity."
"There’s always something good coming. Remember that."
"How do you explain to your loved ones that you sometimes, most times, wished that you would cut too deep? So deep that you would fall apart and lie there for them to find with the morning sun. Dead and gone to the world."
"I wanted them to find me in the kitchen with that knife. I wanted them, someone, anyone, to stop me. To tell me that I could get through it. Tell me that I wasn’t alone. Tell me that there are so many people in the world just like me. People who are feeling what I feel - what I felt."
"The scars still show. The ones that went too deep. There are still there, on my left arm. And in the beginning I was ashamed of them. I tried to hide them with sleeves and makeup. Wished them gone with the wind. However this changed along the way. They became a part of me. They are a part of my story."
"The scars show that I have suffered deeply. That I’ve been broken — by myself and others. But they also show strength. They show that even at my worst I can and will get through. No challenge is to big. So now when I look at my arm, I don’t see sadness. I don’t see pain. I don’t see shame. I see strength. I see a person who can do everything. I see me. I see happiness."
"Suddenly my favourite color was blue. And it was all because of you."
"How do you tell people that sometimes some people just don’t want to live anymore? And how do you tell them that you once where one of them?"
"How do you explain to your loved ones that you sometimes, most times, wished that you would cut too deep? So deep that you would fall apart and lie there for them to find with the morning sun. Dead and gone to the world."
"I guess the problem is that I want it all. I want to much. Way to much to be honest. And I know that. I’ve known it for years. It’s one of the things I’ve always known about myself. I can’t settle for drizzling rain when I know there’s a hurricane nearby."