“ Hell, any game that gives its players guns is probably not the kind that'll ever really let you go free. ”
I need to use my mind in a way that slows the out-of-control beating in my chest. The darkness around us could be anywhere, anytime. I could be alive or dead. Okay, I choose alive. While I’m at it, I choose the darkness to be a gentle blanket on a moonless night, where I rest a few feet from a boy who’s warm and sweet. When he holds me, his heart beats strong with what I tell myself is passion, not fear.
~ Jeanne Ryan
Sweet is highly overrated. So is responsible, loyal, and every other adjective you'd find scrawled in my yearbook.
we've learned an interesting rule about fame. Those who seem desperate for it are the people that others least want to see.