I’m one of those people who other people like but never remember.
Ask Again Later by Jill A. Davis
I think what I need more than anything else in the world is to be told, just once, that a friend doesn’t know what they would do without me.
Post Secret by Frank Warren
I sometimes wonder if anyone will ever understand what I mean, if anyone will ever overlook my ingratitude and not worry about whether or not I’m Jewish and merely see me as a teenager badly in need of some good, plain fun.
Diary of A Young Girl by Anne Frank
I make no excuses for myself, nor have I ever.
The Wedding by Nicholas Sparks
I get cross, then sad, and finally end up turning my heart inside out, the bad part on the outside and the good part on the inside, and keep trying to find a way to become what I’d like to be and what I could be if . . . if only there were no other people in the world.
Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank
I didn’t even care. Let them see what happened when you let yourself care about someone. Let me be a cautionary tale. Something good should come out of my crap-ass life.
Inner Circle by Kate Brian
I can’t act relaxed and happy with my station in life when I’m not.
Starting From Square Two by Caren Lissner