I lived in a really dark place. I wasn’t safe in my own mind. I woke up every morning hoping to die and then spent the rest of the day wondering if maybe I was...

I didn’t want the clothes or the perfect shoes or the expensive anything. I didn’t want to be draped in silk. All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not...

he says : ” please don’t shoot me for this ” and he kissed me .

I touch the tip of my finger to his lips. “There are secrets in here,” I say. “I want them out.”He tries to bite my finger.I steal it back.

I made so many promises when I arrived here.Now I’m not so sure. Now I’m worried. Now my mind is a traitor because my thoughts crawl out of bed every morning with darting eyes and...

I sigh. “I don’t know what’s happening to me.””They’re called hormones.”I shoot him a dirty look. “I’m serious.””Me too.” He cocks his head at me. “That’s like, biological and shit. Scientific. Maybe your lady bits...

And I do. I do wonder, I think about it all the time. What it would be like to kill myself. Because I never really know, I still can’t tell the difference, I’m never quite...

we write every day, we fight every day, we think and scheme and dream a little dream every day. manuscripts pile up in the kitchen sink, run-on sentences dangle around our necks. we plant purple...

I peek up at his features, at the crooked grin i want to savor, at the color in his eyes i’d use to paint a million pictures.

I’m oxygen and he’s dying to breathe.

Doubt had married my fear and moved into my mind, where it built castles and ruled kingdoms and reigned over me, bowing my will to its whispers until I was little more than an acquiescing...

I want you to be happy,” I tell him, my eyes searching his. ‘I want you to have a family. I want you to be surronded by people who care about you,” I say. ‘You...

The only existence I know now is the one I was given. An echo of what used to be.

Please,” he says. “I’m begging you to stop.”I still. “I can’t stomach your pain,” he says. “I can feel it so strongly and it’s making me crazy- please,” he says to me. “Don’t be sad....

Dear, sweet, beautiful girl,

Good God, I have taken leave of my senses. I never thank Delalieu. I’ve likely given the poor man a heart attack.

Hope.It’s like a drop of honey, a field of tulips blooming in the springtime. It’s a fresh rain, a whispered promise, a cloudless sky, the perfect punctuation mark at the end of a sentence. And...

First! Does this need to be said? Second! Does this need to be said by me? And third! Does this need to be said by me right now?

I keep sniffing my skin, pleasantly surprised by how nice it is to smell like a flower. I’ve never smelled like anything before.

I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I...

I force myself to lock away the fear.

We’re running out of time, he said.As if time were the kind of thing you could run out of, as if it were measured into bowls that were handed to us at birth and if...

Uh, yeah – how about a warm hell no to that request? Does that work for you? Because it works for me.

I feel like I’ve been split open and stuffed with sunshine.

The moon is a loyal companion.It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself....

Only an idiot would rely on the energy of a bean or a leaf to stay awake throughout the day.

So that’s it?” Kenji says. “You just like him for his personality, huh?””What?””All of this,” Kenji says, waving a hand in the air, “has nothing to do with him being all sexy and shit and...

It’s strange. How hollow i feel. Like there might be echoes inside of me. Like I’m one of those chocolate rabbits they used to sell around Easter, the ones that were nothing more than a...

A tired starving dog so thin and frail it looks like it could be knocked over by the wind. But it’s staring at me. Unafraid. Mouth opened. Tongue lolling. I want to laugh out loud....

It’s the kind of kiss that inspires stars to climb into the sky and light up the world.

In my very limited experience I’ve already found that people seeking power are not to be trusted.

I never thought it would get this bad. I never thought the Reestablishment would take things so far. They’re incinerating culture, the beauty of diversity. The new citizens of our world will be reduced to...

His smile is laced with dynamite.

Lift your hips for me, love.

I hope he doesn’t know he just touched my leg.And nothing happened.

Is it possible to love someone and then stop loving them? I don’t think I even know what love is

Do you never get exhausted being so wholly unbearable?

My mind is a warehouse of carefully organized human emotions.I lock away the things that do not serve me.

He’s looking at the wall and at the floor and at the bedsheets and at the way his knuckles look when he clenches his fist but no not at me he won’t look at me...

And I’ve fallen.So hard.I’ve hit the ground. Gone right through it. Never in my life have I felt this. Nothing like this. I’ve felt shame and cowardice, weakness and strength. I’ve known terror and indifference,...

You have to deal with who you are and you have to figure out how to live with it.

We have lost our humanity.

I can’t be my own person if I constantly require someone else to hold me together.

His lips soften into a smile that cracks apart my spine. He repeats my name like the word amuses him. Entertains him. Delights him. In seventeen years no one has said my name like that

Right now I can’t even control my own imagination as it grips my hair and drags me into the dark

I remember it so well. Dying. It was the most painful thing I’ve ever experienced. I couldn’t scream because my lungs were torn apart or full of blood. I don’t know. I just had to...

We’re too different now. We want different things. And this?” I say nodding at our hands. “All this managed to prove is that you are extremely good at turning me off

I’m wearing dead cotton on my limbs and a blush of roses on my face.

Selfish needs, wants, and desires needed to be obliterated. Greed, overindulgence, and gluttony had to be expunged from human behavior. The solution was in self-control, in minimalism, in sparse living conditions; one simple and a...

The tattoo is just setting below his hp bone. H e l l i s e m p t y a n d a l l t h e d e v i l s...