The first time she carved something into her skin, she used the sharp tip of an Act knife. She lifted her shirt to show me after the cuts had scabbed over. She had scrawled F*** YOU on her stomach. I stood quiet for a moment, feeling the breath get knocked out of me. I should have grabbed her arm and taken her straight to the nurse's office, into that small room with two cots covered in paper sheets and the sweet, stale medicinal

— Nina LaCour

There are degrees of obsession, of awareness, of grief, of insanity.

— Nina LaCour

There are so many things that I want so badly to tell you, but I just can't.

— Nina LaCour

There are still Ava Mad doxes to find and sets to create and girls to kiss and colleges to attend. It's possible that someday I will hear a patsy Cline song and the heartbreak will barely register. It will be some distant, buried feeling. I won't remember how much it once hurt.

— Nina LaCour

There’s still this thing that happens after you break up with someone. It barely takes any time to work. All you have to does continue with your life, and then when you find yourself in room with her again it’s as if you’re a different person. Maybe your posture is a little more confident. Maybe your laughter is louder. You’re wearing perfume she’s never smelled before and you have a new way of pinning back your hair. You don’t even have to say anything because your presence alone is enough today Look at who I am without you.

— Nina LaCour

There used to be days that I thought I was okay, or at least that I was going to be. We'd be hanging out somewhere and everything would just fit right, and I would think 'it will be okay if it can just be like this forever' but of course nothing can ever stay just how it is forever.

— Nina LaCour

The sun stopped shining for me is all.

— Nina LaCour

The sun stopped shining for me is all. The whole story is: I am sad. I am sad all the time and the sadness is so heavy that I can't get away from it. Not ever.

— Nina LaCour

The trouble with denial is that when the truth comes, you aren't ready.

— Nina LaCour

This is what I want so don't be sad.

— Nina LaCour