Quotes by Kathleen Glasgow

Go be absolutely, positively, fucking angelic.

Dear Ellis, I have something really fucking angelic to tell you.

Mickey holds up the soggy paper. DIE. Dont you die.

Evan always used to day that it wasnt that you couldnt see that you should be afraid of, but what was right in front of you, in plain sight.

...Im in a little bubble of warmth, just like I had with Ellis, a place I never thought Id be again.

People arent nice, people arent nice, you should know that by now.

I think Temple is wrong. I dont think Id dig that kind of art party at all.

I think, Charlie, you have talent. I do. But I dont think youll get far until you examine yourself and study.Until you let yourself be your subject. Thats the exquisiteness of youth: you are allowed the luxury of vanity, of self-examination. Take it! Dont be ashamed of yourself.

Because when everything is said and done... the world runs on kindness. It simply has to, or wed never be a able to bear ourselves. It might not seem so to you now, but it will when youre older. ~Ariel

...when I look at my arms, I dont think revolutionary. I think sad, and pain, but not revolutionary.

People should know about us. Girls who write their pain on their bodies. ~Louisa

Girl listens to radio. Girl finds music. Girl has whole other world.Girl slips on headphones. World gone.

Rileys sway as he disappeared down the alley, I recognized it. It wasnt booze. It was the thing that happened when a little too much got a little too messed up. They sway, its what creeps over a person when theyve begun to empty out and dont care enough to put anything back, to replace what has been lost.

Im always losing things.

Everyone here seems to know exactly what they need, but I leave without a thing.

Im tired and angry at me. For letting myself get smaller and smaller in the hopes that he would notice me more. But how can someone notice you if you keep getting smaller?

They make me...they make me think of being stuck somewhere? I dont know, like weighted down, but then these patches...

Thats how hearts get broken, you know. When you believe in promises.

Casper didnt give me direction for what to do if somebody I used to really like-like, somebody who would be somebody good to love, somebody right, somebody who understood about me, turned out to not have the same ideas about me.

Im no stranger to fucking up.