Crazy Quotes

“What if talking about your feelings doesn't fix anything? What if what you really need is to make the feelings go away?”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“I feel like I'm a snow globe and someone shook me up and now every little piece of me is falling back randomly and nothing is ending up where it used to be.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“Maybe there's a galaxy with a planet that's just a little more tilted, with a sun that shines just a little bit darker, and that's where I'm supposed to be, where it somehow makes sense to feel this broken.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“Even though I'm sleeping again, everything still feels a little rickety, like I'm here but not quite here, like I'm just a stand-in for my real self, like someone could just reach over and pinch me and I'd deflate. I thought I was feeling better, but I don't know anymore.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“You act like you're invincible, but I know deep down you want someone to hold your hand and buy you flowers and look you in the eye and tell you you're his soul mate. You want someone who will love every piece of you, even the pieces you can't love yourself.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“I said just let me try one more time and she said," THAT'S ENOUGH, ISABEL, "again, and she could just say it over and over and it would never get through my thick skull because I'm always wanting and wanting because nothing is ever enough you are never enough I am never enough I am never enough I AM NEVER ENOUGH.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“What if I can't ever be who you want me to be? What if I keep letting you down?”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“You never heard me tell you that I want everything, not just the perfect pieces, not just the sparkling, charming snapshots of you. You never let me tell you that I want every piece of you, even the broken ones, even the dark places where scary things hide.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“Sometimes I think you don't really believe the things you say; you just like the sound of yourself having opinions.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“I don't know if anyone can ever really explain why they believe in someone. But I do. I believe in you. I hope that's worth something.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“I'd love to wrap myself inside your sadness and pretend it is mine”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“I'm empty and lonely and lost and I'm starving, and there isn't enough in the whole wide world that could make me feel whole.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“Your memories of me are part trees and part ocean and part magic, and I don't know if I will ever be that girl again. She was the best version of me.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“Teen angst is so boring, isn't it? I try so hard not to be a cliche, but it's like written in my DNA to hate my parents and be totally unsatisfied with everything. I wonder if there's anyone our age who actually likes their life.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“That's what dreams are really like, you know? They're not full of melting clocks or floating roses or people made out of rocks. Most of the time, dreams look just like the normal world. It's your feelings that tell you something's off. Not your mind, not your intellect, not something as obvious as that. The only part of you that really knows what's going on is the part of you that's most a mystery. If that's not Surrealism, I don't know what is.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“All I know is I want you to be happy, and if I could do anything to give that to you, I would.”
― Amy reed, Crazy

“I used to think I was that girl you remember. And maybe I was, maybe those memories are real, maybe that girl who looked like me really was an angel. But maybe angels fall, maybe the wind blows and just like that they can be twisted into something unrecognizable.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“And maybe these words have become something more than emails; maybe they are a kind of journal. Writing to you is like writing to another piece of myself.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“Maybe someday you'll realize that we are both solid despite the cracks.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“Everyone at school has their little group. Even the people nobody likes seem to tolerate each together enough to sit together at lunch. But I just sort of wander around by myself most of the time. It'd almost be better if I thought no one liked me, if I had some weird tick or social inadequacy that could easily explain my alienation, but it's not that easy. People talk to me at school and invite me to parties, but something's missing on the smaller scale. I don't belong to anybody. I don't have anyone who is mine.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“Everyone at school has their little group. Even the people nobody likes seem to tolerate each other enough to sit together at lunch. But I just sort of wander around by myself most of the time. It'd almost be better if I thought no one liked me, if I had some weird tick or social inadequacy that could easily explain my alienation, but it's not that easy. People talk to me at school and invite me to parties, but something's missing on the smaller scale. I don't belong to anybody. I don't have anyone who is mine.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“...and I know -I just know- you can remind me what it feels like to have someone look at me and love me with wanting me to be something else.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“Everyone at school has their little group. Even the people nobody likes seem to tolerate each other enough to sit together at lunch. But I just sort of wander around by myself most of the time. It's almost be better if I thought no one liked me, if I had some weird tick or social inadequacy that cold easily explain my alienation but it's not that easy. People talk to me at school and invite me to parties, but something's missing on the smaller scale. I don't belong to anybody. I don't have anyone who is mine.”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“Phones are only good for ordering pizza and telling someone you're running late”
― Amy Reed, Crazy

“Everyone at school has their little group. Even the people nobody likes seem to tolerate each other enough to sit together at lunch. But I just sort of wander around by myself most of the time. It'd almost be better if I thought no one liked me, if I had some weird tick or social inadequacy that could easily explain my alienation, but it's not that easy. People talk to me at school and invite me to parties, but something's missing on the smaller scale. I don't belong to anybody. I don't have anyone who is mine”
― Amy Reed, Crazy