I want to explain how exhausted I am. Even in my dreams. How I wake up tired. How I’m being drowned by… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
“I start to feel like I can't maintain the facade any longer, that I may just start to show through. And I… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
“Why does the rest of the world put up with the hypocrisy, the need to put a happy face on sorrow, the… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
I don't want any more vicissitudes, I don't want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I've… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
“I don't want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I’ve had it. I am so tired.… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share Image
Belief is a good thing in principle, but an annoying thing in human beings. — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share
I can see that I imagine all kinds of rejection that never happens. I can see that I beg and plead for love that… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share
“...if you ask anyone in the throes of depression how he got there, to pin down the turning point, he'll never know. There is… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share
I want to explain how exhausted I am. Even in my dreams. How I wake up tired. How I’m being drowned by some kind… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share
Its the people you are close to, the ones who love you, the ones who have seen your heart, who have touched your soul… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share
if only my whole life could be words and music, if only everything else could slip away. — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share
What I would do to be Alice climbing through the looking glass, taking one of those pills that makes you small ... so small.… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share
Divorce has taught us how to sleep with friends, sleep with enemies, and then act like its all perfectly normal in the morning. — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share
Just as our parents quieted us when we were noisy by putting us in front of the television set, maybe we're now learning to… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share
I am sick of the girl who cries 'wolf' all the time. Even though not one of those cries was ever a false alarm — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share
I'm lost in a loneliness that feels like forever ... like a solitude that never goes away. — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share
It's the people you are close to, the ones who love you, theo nes who have seen your heart, who have touched your soul-… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share
“When you do drugs, you count like a chemist: The numbers are wild, the formulas are easy. Then, when you try to get clean,… — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share
Everything's plastic, we're all going to die sooner or later, so what does it matter. — Elizabeth Wurtzel Copy Share
