LJ Shen Quotes

She could tell me a thousand things with her eyebrows alone, this girl. Sometimes I wanted to shave them off just to spite her.

You are to me, he said frankly, his tone void of emotion. And I’m not a whore. I’m well aware. I’m not buying you, Luna. I’m merely making a point. What is the point? That once you’re with me, you won...

Feigning happiness is even more depressing than just being your gloomy self.

I wasn’t stupid. I realized that I was preventing her from being around her sister and her parents. Her boyfriend. I was banishing her from everything she knew.From a comfortable future.From money and...

Good, because opinions are like assholes. Everybody’s got one, and they usually stink.

I want your ass. Happy? Want it with the scars. With the fucked-up, tragic story. With every fiber of my body. I want to fuck you, and own you, and bruise you, and save you. But I can’t do any of thos...

Why didn’t you tell me we were in love? Why did you wait for me to find out When you broke my heart?

Lucas had the ability to charm the knickers off of a fucking stapler,

If you want to be strong, be.

But since when was I listening to his opinions? He liked everyone. That fucker and his hippie mentality.

Maybe love wasn't about feeling happy and whole. Maybe love was about breaking so the person you cared for would feel a little more whole.

But he was the one thing in my life that made me feel good, and the list of things that made me feel that way wasn’t very long.

Breathed,

Why didn’t you tell me we were in love?Why did you wait for me to find outWhen you broke my heart?

High school is an aquarium full of sharks. People are always broiling with the need to burst free. Only the strong survive.

I wouldn’t want to live forever. What would be the point in that? Aren’t you hungry for something? Don’t you have dreams? What weight and significance do your dreams have if they don’t have a deadline...

People were like onions, made of lots of layers. The deeper you went, the rawer the layer.

He was, in a lot of ways, like Lot’s wife. A hard statue, made of salt and stone, standing on a cliff, emotionless and proud after watching with glee as Sodom—or Todos Santos—was set aflame by its sin...

Douchecanoe’s

We’re all responsible for our own lives. Dumping the blame on someone else is for the weak.