I guess they’ll find out that freedom doesn’t keep you warm,
Power isn’t free. Energy isn’t free. It has to be earned.
El amor, la más letal de las cosas letales. El amor que mata. Tanto si lo tienes… como si no.
It’s probably still there. Thenote, I mean. Probably just a bit of paper pulp by now.
Lindsay calls them the Pugs: pretty from far away, ugly up close.
And now I realize Lindsay’s not fearless. She’s terrified. She’s terrified that people will find out she’s faking, bullshitting her way through life, pretending to have everything together when really she’s just floundering like the...
I vowed after that day that I would be your hero too, no matter how long it took
An eye for an eye.” “And the whole world goes blind,” Coral puts in quietly.