Janet Gurtler Quotes

The heart can function but it never entirely heals.

We're just different."
"Yeah," I say. "I'm mute and you have verbal diarrhea.

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I know what it's like to look for someone to fill up the whole inside you.

You don't have to sleep with guys," I whispered, "to make them like you."
Kya stared at me for a moment with heavy eyelids. "You don't get it, do you, Gracie? I sleep with them so they won't like me." My heart broke for her a little more.

I may not be happy with you right now, but I still love you.

If I could take a pill to suck out my insides, shrivel me up into dried-out bones for dogs to cart away, I would do it. Right there.

I just wanted a chance. You know. Like everyone else.

You don't have to say yes to everything, you know. It's okay to say no.

What she doesn't know is that I don't want to feel better. I don't want to go on with my life as if nothing happened. Something did happen. Something big.
Samatha from WHO I KISSED

I lie in my bed and think about poking something sharp into my skin. To see if it will hurt, to see if I'll bleed, to test whether I'm still alive. I don't though. For one, because moving means effort. Two, because I'm afraid if [I] start bleeding that I won't stop myself from draining all life from my body. Or worse, that I will.

He tilts his head forward, so close that our noses actually touch, and he winds my braid around his finger. I hold my breath and try to turn off the part of my brain that insists on analyzing every situation and running it through different scenarios and outcomes before taking action. Instead I press on, determined to worry about the consequences later. Sam from WHO I KISSED.

I process that. I realize that the more I talk to people, the more I see everyone has something going on underneath the surface.

I don't want to know their secrets. There's only so far I can go.

Real life doesn't always need to be posted online.

Things aren't always as bad as they seem.

When I was in the hospital, Jeremy made a bet. That you would go to the Winter Ball with Clark." "Really?" I smile. "We're just friends." I tell her. She nods. "They're the best kind.

You make me want to be a better person," he says softly. "To deserve you. I want you to know how right you feel to me.

I walk into the office of the counselor and figure out a few things. His name is Bob. It's written on the plastic sign his door. Bob Kissock. Also, he wears too much cologne. It smells up the tiny room and makes me think of men wearing towels around their waists on TV commercials.

The heart can function with the wound but it never entirely heals.

Just like that, he's gone. Things can change so quickly. One second you're in the present, the next you're remembering the past.

In the back of my mind, I'm composing a tweet to make this funny somehow. Hashtag #awkwardparentmoments. It would probably trend on Twitter. I want to laugh at this to make the whole situation less real.

There's not always time to say everything.

I grab a snap pea and bite off the end of it, and then I pick up my glass of milk. I'm overwhelmed by the emptiness in my middle that food won't fill.