It's not the shit we face that defines us, it's how we deal with it.

I've had orgasms lasting longer than our relationship.

No sooner did we start than it all came to an end.

I tried to help you turn the page by burning it, but you fucking kept sniffing the ashes!

I could've loved you but the line is too long and your passiveness is endless.

Sometimes the shackles of oneself are worse than those of others.

I hate that you think you're irreplaceable. Darling, you're actually upgradable.

You made me hate the person I was becoming—only because you wanted me to—and for that, you will never be forgiven.

My love is toxic and you're suicidal.

There's something infinitely fascinating or fatal about a woman behind the wheel.