13 Reasons Why

I cost a girl her life because I was afraid to love her.

Hey, it's Hannah. Hannah Baker. That's right. Don't adjust your... whatever device you're hearing this on. It's me, live and in stereo. No return engagements, no encore, and this time, absolutely no requests. Get a snack. Settle in. Because I'm about to tell you the story of my life. More specifically, why my life ended. And if you're listening to this tape...you're one of the reasons why.

How can one person cause so much pain?

Going back to school... after a two-week suspension... was like... like coming back from war.

It’s a party, so I’m pretending to have fun.

Friendship. It's complicated. But don't worry. You won't go through this alone. That's not fun. Trust me. I've been there. Now, it won't always be easy. It might even hurt a bit. Or a bit more than a bit. That depends on you. But fear not, we'll get through this. Step by step, tape by tape. You and me. Together. And don't forget... there are others.

I think you've been keeping secrets from everyone, from me, and most damaging, from yourself.

Love has made me angry, paranoid, afraid. Love has made me a monster, more than once.

— Oh, you... you find your drink?
— Yeah, it's a Z-Man rocks.
— A Z-Man rocks?
— Yeah.
— What's in it?
— Everything the Z-Man could get his hands on. On the rocks.

— I love you more than life.
— Don't love anything more than life.
— Ok.
— You better hold, and don't ever let me go.
— Yeah, ok.

— I found this. Your college essay. The one that got you in. I didn'n read it. It's personal.
— Dude, I mean, we have literally breathed each other's farts. You've walked in on me jerking off more times than you even know, and now you draw the line?

He's my brother. He's my positive influence.

— I just feel like maybe I'm just not meant to be happy, or like...
— Listen, man, happiness, it just makes us unhappy.
— I thought for a minute maybe I had found something kinda close, but... I was just wrong.
— Shit. It's just like we chase shit that we think is gonna make us happy, but it doesn't. It just ends sad. Every fucking time. Every fucking time! That's why you gotta be OK not being happy. That's what sets you free. That's what makes us free. The fact that you can just let go of everything and just say, "Fuck it", you know? Just fuck it all.