Favorite passages from A Million Little Pieces
If you can related to any of these, I strongly suggest reading the book. I thought it was amazing, even though Frey orginally claimed it was his biography and later confessed it was partially made up. He's an excellent writer.
"I'm tired of making people sad and I'm tired of disappointing them and I'm tired of seeing them break."
"I don't want to be alone. I have never wanted to be alone. I fucking hate it. I hate that I have no one to talk to, I hate that I have no one to call, I hate that I have no one to hold my hand, hug me, tell me everything is going to be alright. I hate that I have no one to share my hopes and my dreams, I hate that I no longer have hopes or dreams, I hate that I have no one to tell me to hold on, that I can find them again. I hate that when I scream, nad I scream bloody murder, that I am screaming into emptiness. I hate that there is no one to hear my scream and that there is no one to thelp me to learn how to stop screaming."
"The wounds that never heal can only be mourned alone."
"The first time I saw you my heart fell. The second time I saw you, my heart fell. The third time fourth time fifth time and every time since, my heart has fallen... You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Your hair, your eyes, your lips, your body that you haven't grown into, the way you walk, smile, laugh, the way your cheeks drop when you're mad or upset, the way you drag your feet when you're tired. Every single thing about you is beautiful.... When I see you the World stops. It stops and all that exists for me is you and my eyes staring at you. There's nothing else. No noise, no other people, no thoughts or worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow. The World just stops, and it is a beautiful place, and there is only you. Just you, and my eyes staring at you.... When you're gone, the World starts again, and I don't like it as much. I can live in it, but I don't like it. I just walk around in it and wait to see you again and wait for it to stop again. I love it when it stops. It's the best fucking thing I've ever known or ever felt, the best thing, and that, beautiful Girl is why I stare at you."
"She talks about the desertion. How each time it broke her heart. How with each break it became harder to heal. How with each time she healed, it became harder to love again. How each time hope faded into desolation. Into loneliness and despair. Into self-hatred and self-loathing. At the beginning there was hope. It faded. At the end there was nothing."
"I'm tired of making people sad and I'm tired of disappointing them and I'm tired of seeing them break."
"I don't want to be alone. I have never wanted to be alone. I fucking hate it. I hate that I have no one to talk to, I hate that I have no one to call, I hate that I have no one to hold my hand, hug me, tell me everything is going to be alright. I hate that I have no one to share my hopes and my dreams, I hate that I no longer have hopes or dreams, I hate that I have no one to tell me to hold on, that I can find them again. I hate that when I scream, nad I scream bloody murder, that I am screaming into emptiness. I hate that there is no one to hear my scream and that there is no one to thelp me to learn how to stop screaming."
"The wounds that never heal can only be mourned alone."
"The first time I saw you my heart fell. The second time I saw you, my heart fell. The third time fourth time fifth time and every time since, my heart has fallen... You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Your hair, your eyes, your lips, your body that you haven't grown into, the way you walk, smile, laugh, the way your cheeks drop when you're mad or upset, the way you drag your feet when you're tired. Every single thing about you is beautiful.... When I see you the World stops. It stops and all that exists for me is you and my eyes staring at you. There's nothing else. No noise, no other people, no thoughts or worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow. The World just stops, and it is a beautiful place, and there is only you. Just you, and my eyes staring at you.... When you're gone, the World starts again, and I don't like it as much. I can live in it, but I don't like it. I just walk around in it and wait to see you again and wait for it to stop again. I love it when it stops. It's the best fucking thing I've ever known or ever felt, the best thing, and that, beautiful Girl is why I stare at you."
"She talks about the desertion. How each time it broke her heart. How with each break it became harder to heal. How with each time she healed, it became harder to love again. How each time hope faded into desolation. Into loneliness and despair. Into self-hatred and self-loathing. At the beginning there was hope. It faded. At the end there was nothing."