Sometimes I don't have enough energy to be social. I need time alone to recover from the last time I went out.

I'm okay with who I am.You might not understand me. That's okay as I don't understand you.We can still be friends, we just have to accept our differences.

I am now a faded image of my former being, I let that persona go.I like myself for who I am and I choose to be, me.

I don't knowwhat I'm feeling. Existing like I'm on auto pilot.I've put my Armour on now. Limiting everything gettingin but also not letting anything out.

I can't speak anymore, I open my mouth but nothing comes out. So many things to say. I wonder if you really want to hear it anyway?Instead, I leave my heavy mind exploding with unfinished thoughts.

Everyday feels the same and yet I crave sameness.Part of me wants to run away and be free.I feel trapped in my life I've created to protect myself.

She had not been herself for weeks, yet no one noticed. She knew this feeling, it creeps up like sliding slowly into the darkness. Some days she clung on, other days she let herself slip further.

I find some things difficult to grasp. I need to be shown or taught a few different ways sometimes before I figure it out

Please don't obsess on the number of friends i have or don't have. I'll find my own way, it will be right for me.

I guess you were not my friend then, that's okay. I can see my true self, I can see yours, now. I guess that you did not look hard enough at mine. Or you would never have let me go.

She felt lost and misunderstood. She felt like she was drowning. Overwhelmed. Unaccepted. Alone.

she lived her life as a dragon and never understood those who didn’t. Why anyone would want to be human was beyond her understanding... And damn it all, she was brilliant!

There is no virtue so truly great and godlike as justice.

You see how picky I am about my shoes and they only go on my feet.

Prevent your day at morning.

There are some similarities, of course (between Iraq and Vietnam). Death is terrible.

Mathematics is a language

I really hope that I get to work with Chris [Nolan] some day.

Today was tomorrow yesterday so don't inhale.

The first piano was built long after they didn't have any at all.

Physiology seeks to derive the processes in our own nervous system from general physical forces, without considering whether these processes are or are not accompanied by processes of consciousness.