I wouldn’t be who I am today if it wasn’t for the people I had met and the people I had lost.
~ Shannon A. Thompson
I thought of all the hardships and people that I had lost in the past few days alone, but, most of all, I thought of how I didn't regret any of it.
He was acting like our kiss had broken him, and his reaction was breaking me.
She was always daydreaming. She never wanted to live in the real world; she always seemed to be separated from other children her age. They couldn’t understand her or her imagination. She was always thinking outside of the box, breaking rules, and only following what her heart told her was right.
We had grown into one another somewhere along the way. We were officially a team.
War makes animals of men, and we can't let that happen to us. If we do, we won't have any chance of survival.
Her kiss was a good-bye and a promise and a dream.
But this girl—She reminded me of what it was like to believe in something. Her hope was naïve, but it was real, and I hadn’t felt something real in years. Nothing positive anyways. (Eric)
His resonating stare fluttered through my memory, and I shivered. I hadn’t seen kindness in his pupils. I only saw intensity, and, I hated to admit it, but he was beyond intimidating. He was overwhelming. (Jessica)
Luthicer hummed. You're either brave or very foolish. What's the difference? (Eric)
It was almost painful to be different.
I couldn’t help but feel as if everyone had lied about everything. We all had secrets. We all had a dark side to our innocent cover. I wondered what we would be like, if we had been completely honest with each other in the first place. Maybe more people would be alive, but then again, more people could be dead.
He's been through so much and to watch that boy suffer makes me wish this world wasn't so cruel.
The closer he was the less confident I was.
When I first met him, he was everything I wanted to be, but over time, he showed me how I wanted to be myself, and that was how I fell in love with him.
His entire presence was like gravity, impossible to forget, possible to believe in, a theory merged into a law.
His hands fell to my hips, and his fingers dug through my rain-drenched clothes.
Instead of a criminal or a drug addict, I was looking at a boy—just a boy.
I live within my daydreams and nightmares; through that, I have learned to create, and I never cease from doing so.
Those are the bad guys, right?”“Depends on who wins, I guess.
Sometimes an outside perspective is the clearer perspective.
I saw something I could never forget. I saw lifetimes of acknowledgement, fear, wisdom, questioning, and understanding in a child's eye. It was the worst thing I would ever witness.
Sometimes, lies were the same things as wishes. Sometimes, wishes were things to hate.
Until they feel what we feel, they will never fully understand the own hell they caused.
Watching them was like watching the sunset and the sunrise, equally beautiful in different ways.
I wanted to punch him and understand him at the same time.
She affected me, even when she was absent.
Damn the way he had control over me.
I knew why love was always described with eternity. A single minute stretched out for lifetimes.
Love crosses the sky \ on a peculiar disturbing night.
The rules of life are nothing that cannot be fixed.
The rebel inside of me always ignored the rules.
Being a child sucked. Being a teenager was worse. And being an adult seemed so far away that I had a better chance at swimming the length of the ocean than growing up.
I was a person full of wishes but without a star.
Bad bloods aren't born evil or dangerous. We are taught to be, but only because we have to if we want to survive.
The fantasized kiss was stolen time from the dreams…
I’m assuming you have a reason behind this irrational need to conform to this institution. (Eric)
No one wanted to die with secrets in their grave.
Differences disappear when faced with death.
The feeling of death is not as peaceful as they make it sound in movies and books. It was frightening and empty...I never want to feel it again.
