“Are you living everyday so that even if the end were to come you’d have to regrets?”

Someone who won’t constantly mind about my childish needs but who, the day after the quarrel, for example would offer me a flower accompanied by a sweet note That’s kind of guy I need.

What people consider precious is different for everybody.

I’m sure that even now, you’re still wearing that man’s cologne… so you can sleep, even alone.

That overflowing feeling became love. But I don’t sing for Ren’s sake. I sing for myself everyday.

It took us five hours to reach Tokyo, but I wasn’t bored one bit. I didn’t really get to hear so much about Nana. But I knew I would have loved… To hear what Nana had to say about herself. – Nana Komatsu

I might cry tomorrow, but I may be smiling the day after. That’s enough. That’s the way life is. If I don’t lose hope – tomorrow will come. Tomorrow will come if we don’t lose hope…

You know Nana, I searched and searched, but could never find the key that unlocked the way.

I can’t help but think that it was on purpose, to attract the prince’s affections. No matter what I do, I’ll still have the fate of a girl who just keeps getting hurt, wondering if she can be happy in this pointless, one man show?

I am pissed off at your insensitive inability to understand why I’m pissed off in the first place.

So you have to accept facts as fact.

If you’re that obsessed with someone, why would you kill her? Humans are full of contradictions.

People’s feelings are easily swayed. The things reflected in people’s eyes are full of deception. Nothing is as it appears.

We didn’t say good bye. But we knew it would be the end if we were apart.

People can’t be just tied together. They have to connect. Otherwise, they’ll find themselves bound hand and foot.

Please leave me something…even one memory would be enough.

If you don’t fight for him, you lose! Fight for him! ~Nana Osaki

There is beauty in endings, for they are simply our new beginnings.

Trick me into believing that the world is ending learned things aren’t breaking they’re simply bending now, I can finally do some mending.

And sometimes places can be hard to say goodbye too than people.

And what am I supposed to do with all this residue?

Whether this ends in a moment or forever, I will carry you always.

If nothing else we have memory.

These bridges that we walk across they weren’t build to be burned.

Hard crash everything good has to end take your fucking Prozac.