Getting into a good school wasn't winning the lottery. It was winning the right to work your ass off for the next four years.
Directing a religious musical program for five-year-olds? Kill me first. Wow. That’s awesome. (Seriously. Kill me first.)
Why me? I hear his answer in my head before he says it.Don't know, honey. But there's a reason for everything. Dad pats my hand. We'll just have to wait patiently to see what it is.As i do every time...
When you tell me to be good, it makes me want to be good,' I say, hearing the undisguised desire in my voice. I run my fingers through the hair at her temples, taking her face between my palms, and sh...
When I registered for econ, I had no idea that I'd be in for this level of reality-show drama. It's like a big fat bonus.
Watching her made my heart ache, as if that organ had become linked to her emotional state, rather than targeting its primary task—keeping me alive.
They say the brain can block painful memories, leaving gaps and voids in place of them, but it didn’t work like that for me. I remembered everything.
No matter what grief or loss takes place, most of life flows on all around us, as though nothing's changed. At some point in our sorrow, we each make a choice to sink or swim. There's no alternative.
Le lacrime più amare sparse sopra le tombesono per le parole non dette e le azioni non fatte.Harriet Beecher Stowe
I’m fine. I’m good. But I wasn’t fine. I was anything but fine. That night had shattered me. I’d walled myself in to keep from breaking further, but no defence will protect you from every possible pai...
I would be her bad boy, if that’s what she wanted. If that’s what she needed.
I just told her I love her. There’s no going back. Nothing to do but own it. But there’s the crux of the matter—I want to own it.
I fight the urge to enjoy anything too much in front of him, actually, and now that I’m aware of that fact, my brain gets hung up on why that is.
I dreamed about the future because that’s what people persuade you to do when you’re a kid, but that’s the biggest lie of all – that you can plan. Reality is, you have no fucking clue what’s coming an...
He looked up and caught me staring, and for the first time that morning, neither of us looked away until Erin said, J—pay attention! Just try to slap me. I broke the stare and turned to her. She moved...
Graham runs a hand through his hair and takes a deep breath. Finally, with a determined scowl, he crosses the room. His hands grip my shoulders. We are not, his voice is a gentle tremor, breaking up
Everything isn't fixable, and miracles are only happy twists of fate. Fate can so easily twist in the opposite direction.
Every moment was a before and an after. Every moment was a now to be lived.
Because having the ability to make my skin my own again saved my life.
You're so beautiful.