It seemed everyone knew their place in it, but I was in the mood where I would rather be alone and look a houseplants.

sometimes life isn’t worth the pain. i’m going for a swim. goodbye, my love.

I became a nightangle in the darkness ❤ ❤

Kalian ingin menghentikan kriminalitas tetapi tidak tahu apa-apa tentang dunia kriminal? Itu naïf namanya.

It’s better to swallow pride than blood.

Everything…affects everything

I’ll keep you here.’ He taps his temple. ‘Where you can’t get lost.

That day and night, the bleeding and the screaming, had knocked something askew for Esme, like a picture swinging crooked on a wall. She loved the life she lived with her mother. It was beautiful....

What’s the biggest problem facing teenagers today? Ourselves. We’re a generation of lazy underachievers who need to learn that hard work pays off. What’s your town known for? Cow manure! Hold for laughs… Actually Irondale...

If you jotted down all of my ill-thought out comments, you could write a book entitled, Guide to Getting Punched in the Throat for Boneheads-Mad Hatter in “Death of the Mad Hatter” (Coming Soon!)

I loved his enormous aptitude for compassion, adoration and respect. That was his way of showing love. He lacked the capacity for wickedness, and that caressed my belief that he might just be an angel....

And maybe if I can find a way to stop being scared, I’ll actually figure out how to make friends. To be strong. To stop wallowing in my own problems.

Ok.. So are you goin’a let him bluetube your tweeter?

It’s entirely possible to get to know someone without actually seeing them in person. In fact, it’s better like that because none of the superficial stuff gets in the way. You really get to know...

He reflects on all the times he thought she wasn’t sure of her feelings for him, when perhaps she might’ve been taking a leisurely stroll across Elijah’s heart, leaving footprints behind that he’d never seen.

If I were to draw on a paper what gym does for me, I would make one dot and then I would erase it.

Throughout it all, you are still, always, you: beautiful and bruised, known and unknowable.

As for me I will follow the path of the pink bunnies.

You are so beautiful.

BLUE, THE colour of the sky, of the ocean, of certain stars and planets and the hue of the bluest eyes you have ever seen.

…I bet I’ll haunt your dreams tonight. I just wan’ed to paint a picture in your head. I wan’ed you to see me as the monster I can often be. You see, you are what...

Oh, hell. You’re a fairy,” I said. “Yeah,” he said. “You know, they call it ‘being gay’ nowadays, but sure, whatever.

I can feel that I’m in a dream, but I can’t wake myself up.

It’s not fair. It’s not fair that he lets his rage take over, that he lets it rule him. I don’t know why he has to let it rule him. I don’t know why he...

Fireworks. Snowflakes. Sunstroke and frostbite. It was all that I could ask for and completely unexpected. I expected demands. He gifted me with tenderness. I expected ego. He let me experiment. I expected disrespect. He...

I’m not fragile,” I teased and kissed him harder. I supposed my bruise would say otherwise, but I didn’t want to be treated like I was going to shatter if someone touched me.

Now you’re an adult, Katya!” he’d said, picking her up under the armpits like he’d been doing since she’d been born.

He was gorgeous. Every feature on his face perfect, dark and inviting. The boy could be his own photo shoot.” Kasey Reese – Men of the Cave

Antes no se lo hubiera cuestionado, pero ese momento, sólo esa mirada bastó para que todo lo que él creía, todas las reglas a las que estaba acostumbrado, se vinieran abajo tan de repente como...

I don’t like you, Park. I think I live for you. I don’t think I even breathe when we’re not together. Which means when I see you on Monday morning, it’s been like sixty hours...

You know you’ve got problems when your head is hanging over the toilet, puking up your dinner, and what you’re thinking of is your dad. And how he thinks you’re not pretty.

Once you love something, you always love it in someway. You have to. it’s like, part of you for good.

fuck the bullshit let’s get famous❤ ❤ –

Loe tinggal sendirian di dunia yang kejam ini? Keren! That’s punk, dude!

This is 1987. A girl can be whatever she wants to be.” “I know,” said Ray. “My mums a plumber.

I just wanted one more day.” More tears welled up in her eyes. “But it would never be enough. I could keep asking for one more day for the rest of my life.

The bitterest of ironies is that the people who make us feel the most accepted, secure, and whole are the same people who make us feel the most rejected, unstable, and heart broken.

There is something about the fifteen-year-old mind — a kind of skin or veil or walling off from feelings not your own.

The young of the town, preoccupied with their own germinating angst, which each possessed in varying degree (though few were ever fully aware of its existence), felt no particular connection to the land, its people,...

Well, a lady isn’t exactly what they are expecting.

We need to talk,” he insisted, opening the door to his jeep that was parked next to my car. I was still holding out hope this would end and I would see his smile soon....

…you know how hard it is to be utterly, drop dead gorgeous,” she said, twirling that shiny instrument of torture she liked to call her hair.

Girls,” their mother interjected, “you must both stop being strange – it is unattractive. And don’t forget your hats. It would be absolutely the end for me if you two came down with freckles at...

A book can take you to another land, even if just for a few hours. –Cat Spydell

I wanted to apologize but what could I say? I’m sorry but I’m afraid my fangs might freak you out. Oh and by the way my eyes sort of glow in the dark when I...

I would make an anonymous call and say, this is someone who cares, do you know what kind of children you have?

There are demons within. And they’re the deadliest kind.

Sometimes it’s hard for me to understand that people can believe in me, that they can trust that I’ll be anything more than the sum of the skeletons in my closet. But I can be....

Well of course, you’ve had that bloody uniform on all day. I was half ready to tell you how much I liked you.

The screech of tyres, an almighty bang and a car exploded through the playground wall like a high-velocity bullet through a watermelon.