Quotes by Nina LaCour

I dont want to hurt you or anybody so please forget about me. Just try. Find yourself a better friend.

There used to be days that I thought I was okay, or at least that I was going to be. Wed be hanging out somewhere and everything would just fit right and I would think it will be okay if it can just be like this forever but of course nothing can ever stay just how it is forever.

You might be looking for reasons but there are no reasons.

The best things arent perfectly constructed. They arent illusions. they arent larger than life. They are life.

It was the moment I realized what music can do to people, how it can make you hurt and feel so good all at once.

The trouble with denial is that when the truth comes, you arent ready.

dear today, i spend all of you pretending im okay when im not, pretending im happy when im not, pretending about everything to everyone.

I’ll make a swing so I can reach the places I can’t reach yet.

There are still Ava Maddoxes to find and sets to create and girls to kiss and colleges to attend. Its possible that someday I will hear a patsy Cline song and the heartbreak will barely register. It will be some distant, buried feeling. I wont remember how much it once hurt.

He wipes tears off my face and then snot. He uses his hands. He loves me that much.

I imagine what would happen if everyone turned their regrets into wishes, went around shouting them.

It isnt the happy ending Ingrid and I had dreamed up, but its all a part of what Im working through. The way life changes. The way people and things disappear. Then appear, unexpectedly, and hold you close.

Youre never going to be ready...Dont you see that? You have to forget about ready. If you dont, youre always going to run away

I was so blinded by her talent that I didnt recognize the tremendous pain behind her work. She gave me hundreds of images, so many chances to see that she was in trouble. I failed her.

How its so easy for her to not feel anything at all, to be just completely gone, to not be around to see how fucked up shes made me. She got to disappear completely and I feel like Im about to combust.

This is what I want so dont be sad.

No, I say. I didnt know that, and as I say it I feel flooded with bitterness at all the things Ingrid kept secret from me.

I never realized what a big deal that was. How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head. You just think that things will stay the way they are. You never look up, in a moment that feels like every other moment in your life, and think, Soon this will be over. But I understand more now. About the way life works.

Thats what friends do: they notice things. Theyre there for each other. They see what parents dont.

Friendship is about more than facts. Its about knowing what someone is thinking, or knowing enough to know that you dont. But I guess its also about not letting too much time go by without asking them questions, so you dont end up looking at them one afternoon, the sun so bright you have to squint, realizing that you hardly recognize the person theyve become.