I feel like Liam Neeson was just like “Fuck it, let’s see how many times I can play the same role and still make millions”.
I think I’ve always been half out of my shell and half in. Sometimes I can be extremely wild and sometimes I can be extremely shy. It just depends on the day.
"I love you" doesn’t mean a fucking thing if you spit it down the throat of every girl who makes you feel less dead
You were red. You liked me cause I was blue. You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you.
I opened my door for you and you came in and burned my house down.
Actually, it was only part of myself I wanted to kill: the part that wanted to kill herself, that dragged me into the suicide debate and made every window, kitchen implement, and subway station a rehearsal for tragedy.