The Truth about Heartbreak (The Truth About #1)

by B. Celeste

I’ve learned not to get my hopes up, because when things come crashing down I’m the one left suffering while everyone else walks away unscathed.

You learn after a while not to trust the good things, because eventually they’ll inevitably end.

Trust isn’t something that comes naturally. It’s trial and error. But in the system, you can’t afford the error part.

Someone told me a long time ago that trust is like an eraser; it gets smaller and smaller until there’s nothing left. I don’t want it to disappear, so I don’t use it much.