Punk 57

I learned a long time ago that you don’t need to reveal everything inside of you to the people around you. They like to judge, and I’m happier when they don’t. Some things stay hidden.

Eventually we all have to weigh what we want more: wanting back what we had or wanting what could be. To stay or to risk everything to move forward.

We kept writing because we needed each other, because we made the other one’s life better. But even after knowing her for years, it took no time for me to break what we had. We were perfect for each other. Until we met.

“That was the day I became this. When I started to believe that a hundred people’s fickle adoration was worth more than one person’s love. And for a while it felt kind of good.”

“We’re all ugly, Ryen. The only difference is, some hide it and some wear it.”

No one does you better than you. You can’t be replaced. Not everyone will see that, but only you need to.”

“Life is fifty wrong turns down a bumpy road. All you can hope is that you end up somewhere nice.”