Trying to walk away from something you love is like trying to drown yourself. You want to, but it’s unnatural to not crave air.
I want to be fireproof. Nothing should have the power to break my heart.
Contrast is important in life. We understand what light is because we can compare it with what we know is dark. Sweet is made sweeter after we eat something bitter. It’s the very same with sadness.
Life is all about allowing people choices to be who they want. But the majority of people choose to be worthless.
Because I’m not brave enough to change with everyone watching me. I want to do it alone. I want it to be real.
Be bold about your right to be loved.
If they could see my heart, they’d understand why my mascara is smudged.
You’re chasing him, but who’s chasing you?
You young people treat love like it’s an accessory, not a matter of life and death. You’re amused by it, in love with the idea of it. You make all of your songs and books about it, but don’t know how to live it out. Love is not part of something else. It’s the only thing.
The moon is wicked, jealous of the sun. People do bad things in the dark, under the hollow gaze of the moon. It’s smiling at me now, proud of my sin.
We were both on the search for something true at the same time. Sometimes a person’s truth is another person’s love.
Nothing is better than the discovery of another living, breathing human, who fights the same as you do, loves the same as you do, and understands you with such clarity that it feels erotic.
I told myself that I was the one pretending to fit in, but life has taught me that we are all pretenders. Every single one of us.
There is no moving on when you’re truly in love. You try and you keep trying, but that love is a stain on your life. it’s just not that easy.
I look away. I’m tired of liking him. I only have a day and a half worth of memories, but they’re all filled with me not hating Silas. And now He’s made it his personal mission to make me love him.
Every bad thing that happens here reminds people of what they’re trying to forget.
I can’t stay the way I am. I don’t remember what it’s like to be free. To be wide open without fear. I need something to break me. Just enough so that I have new pieces to work with – make them into something else. I don’t want to give anyone the right to treat me like a loser. I don’t want to be fat, I don’t want to live in the Bone, I don’t want to be without knowledge. I won’t be the girl who people laugh at. Not anymore. Good thing I memorized their license plate. Just in case.
Dreams are plans; they get your heart moving, and once your heart gets moving, your brain will follow.
The people who blind themselves to the truth. They’re just trying to survive.
Timing is everything when you’re about to tell someone you dreamed him into your heart.