It was an uncomfortable feeling, staring into the darkest moments of someone’s soul without them knowing.
I would go into the darkness with you, but you won’t come into the light with me.
I guess no one can be painted with just one brush. There is light and shade in all of us, pain and hardship, and some of us rise from it while others are darkened by it.
The whole point of being a good friend is being in the darkness. I’ll be your light, until you can be it yourself again.
Aren’t you glad I have no respect for your authority?
I must be irresistible. You can’t stay away from me for more than twenty-four hours.
I knew I couldn’t trust my illogical heart, and that meant I had to do everything in my power to stay away from him so I wouldn’t have to.
Imagine if we had no secrets, no respite from the truth. What if everything was laid bare the moment we introduced ourselves?
Do you ever take a holiday? Like, do any of you just wake up and think ‘Today feels like a pyjama day.’? or is it always, ‘Today is a good day for murdering and stalking.’?
You don’t really notice how many shadows there are in the world until you start being afraid of them.
You realize you’ve been staring at me for the past five minutes?
It is hardest to kill the man who has the most to live for.’ He took a pretend shot. ‘The empty, the soulless, the hate-filled enemies drop like flies. Those who love, and love hard, are the ones left standing.
I didn’t kiss Sophie to get back at you, I kissed her because I’m in love with her!
You can’t avoid the inevitability of death. It comes at you one way or another, and takes us all to the same place in the end. To apologize for it is to apologize for the sun shining or the rain falling. It is what it is.
I don’t care,” he replied resolutely. “I’m not punching Bambi in the face.
I guess any halfwit could nail a game of ‘Spot the Falcone’. Just look for the shampoo-commercial hair or those I-might-murder-you eyes.
This life is so complex that we rarely get to be the people we are truly meant to be. Instead, we wear masks and put up walls to keep from dealing with the fear of rejection, the feeling of regret, the very idea that someone may not love us for who we are deep in our core, that they might not understand the things that drive us. I want to study the realness of life, not the gloss. There is beauty everywhere; even in the dark, there is light, and that is the rarest kind of all.
You really are something else.
The way you’re talking right now, you’re aspiring to my fist in your face!’ I yelled over my shoulder. I reached the door but he was there in a flash, sliding in front of me. He was so tall. So broad. So immovable. ‘Move,’ I hissed. ‘Or I swear to every god and planetary system I will hit you in your smug face.
There’s no love as real as that of a girl and her best friend.