Distrust all those who love you extremely upon a very slight acquaintance and without any viable reason.

I’m done losing. Do you fucking hear me? I am done losing. Spare me your precious self-pity, because this isn’t a stage and I didn’t pay two coppers to cry my eyes out over anyone’s death speech. You don’t fucking get one, understand? I don’t care if you cough up buckets of blood. Buckets I can carry.

I have never seen as far, than those times I have looked through someone else's perspective.

The truth is a community is as big or as small as your heart lets it be.

Friendship is that essence which have all flavor in it, when it is lost the taste of life becomes tasteless.

I have only known you about five months. But you know every piece of my life, all the ugly details. Now I'm asking you to trust me with yours—not because I want to know your stuff, but because I want to know you. What made you this amazing woman that you are, this woman that I've grown to admire and love. I want to know her story.

Your true friends echo your own philosophies back at you.

I force people to have coffee with me, just because I don't trust that a friendship can be maintained without any other senses besides a computer or cellphone screen.

Friendship is selfless love, care, respect, and honor not a profitable opportunity.

Among the worst things about growing old is the loss of those irreplaceable friends who added richness and depth to your life.