There had to be consequences. Lacey was always right about that. Maybe freaks stayed freaks and losers stayed losers, maybe sad and weak was forever, but villains only stayed villains until someone st...
No matter how terrifying, they need to decide that the only rules that matter are the ones they write themselves.
It was almost a relief, no longer having to be extraordinary. To give up on existential questioning and simply abide.
Girls had to believe in anything but their own power, because if girls knew what they could do, imagine what they might.
Be the person you were so I can be the person you made me.
And you know what? If there is a God, and it's that same God who's so eager to have temples built in honor of his greatness, and wars fought over him, and people dropping to their knees telling him wh...
The world was full of weapons, when you cared to look.
Smash the right two particles together in the right way and you get a bomb. That's us, Dex. Accidental fusion.
As last days go, mine sucked. The last day I would have chosen — the last day I deserved — would have involved more chocolate.
You don't even realize you're living in a before until you wake up one day and find yourself in an after.
There are some moments you'd rather sleep through, pass from point A to point B without awareness of the time passing or the events that carry you from present to future. And it's mostly those moments...
The chemicals were both highly flammable and highly toxic, and more than one inexpert bust had ended in conflagration.
That if I pretended hard enough nothing was waiting to claim me, nothing ever would.
Not that my arms are getting tired or anything, but... how much longer is the hugging phase going to last?
I told myself I deserved some good luck, overlooking the fact that it would call for substantially more than luck to thrust me into one of those narratives where plain-Jane new girl catches the eye of...
I did it all mechanically. Mechanically, as in without thought, as in through force of habit, as in instinctively, automatically, involuntarily. Mechanically, as in like-a-machine.
Which is to say, I'd been lonely for so long, I'd forgotten that I was.That feeling of disconnection, of grief for something I'd never had, of screaming into a void and knowing no one would hear me---...
Stevens, who knew that mouth could do more thana rgue? You're a true blue friend, a red-hot lady and all that other good yearbook shit. You've got a big heart and I've got an even bigger...you know. S...
Sascha looked torn. Should she cram my head full of newfound terror that the world would reject me, or let me wander into the big, scary out-there, like a naive lamb prancing to the slaughter?
Pick a pair of them, lost in each other, a matched set like a vision out of the past. Nobody special, two nobodies. Except that together, they're radioactive; together, they glow.