Will Grayson, Will Grayson

by John Green

i am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me.

You like someone who can’t like you back because unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot.

the words we use are stripped bare, so that no one ever knows what anyone else is saying, so that all kindness is cruelty, all selfishness generous, all care callous.

the things you hope for the most are the things that destroy you in the end.