We are never going to have a relationship. You’ve ruined any chance of that. I really and truly have no father, and I don’t want one. You can both go fuck yourselves for hurting my mom so much. And me. And Ian. We don’t need you. I don’t fucking need you.

"I’m not going to be one of those people who sits around talking about what they’re going to do or become. I’m just going to do it. Imagining the future is kind of nostalgia. You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you’ll escape it one day, and how amazing it will be, and imagining the future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present."

"Of everything I have seen,
it’s you I want to go on seeing:
of everything I’ve touched,
it’s your flesh I want to go on touching.
I love your orange laughter.
I am moved by the sight of you sleeping."