Stephen Chbosky

And friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody.

“I would die for you. But I won’t live for you.”

I just remember walking between them and feeling for the first time that I belonged somewhere

that? You can’t just sit there and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things.”

“Charlie, we accept the love we think we deserve.”

know that I brought this all on myself. I know that I deserve this. I’d do anything not to be this way. I’d do anything to make it up to everyone. And to not have to see a psychiatrist, who explains to me about being “passive aggressive.

So, I heard you’re this ninja or something.”
I

There’s nothing like the deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons. It was that great

And I just let him. Because that’s what friends are for

It’s just hard to see a friend hurt this much. Especially when you can’t do anything except “be there.” I want to make him stop hurting, but I can’t. So, I just follow him around whenever he wants to show me his world