A flower doesn't love you or hate you, it just exists.

Where there hate a flower will die, but where's love plenty of flowers will grow.

Love is the flower you've got to let grow.

I deserved the shaking and the headaches and the fact that every single time I took a breath I felt a squeezing in my chest, my heart beating even though I wished it wasn't.

The thing is, that world doesn't exist. All growing up means is that your realize no one will come along to fix things. No one will come along to save you.

Do not rebuke mockers, or they will hate you; rebuke the wise, and they will love you.