A boy made of stardust and selfishness; a girl filled with fire and fury at the world. We are a tangle of emotional wreckage, two broken messes thrown together, trying to navigate something we can barely comprehend.
Of all the people in the world who could’ve won the seat next to mine at that playoff game… it was you, Gemma. You. The one person on the planet who might just understand me.
When you start to fall, don’t try to talk yourself out of it. The right man will be there at the bottom, to catch you.
Take a risk on messy. Live Fearlessly. Love recklessly. Most of all, just love.
I pour another drink and wash the taste of dashed dreams from the back of my tongue. I feel half-dead, but my broken heart somehow still beats. What a stubborn, senseless organ, to keep going when all hope and happiness are lost.
To those who would love me – I offer you a warning. Do no get to close. You won’t survive.
People say love isn’t supposed to be painful. But maybe the best things in life are the ones that hurt the most after they’re gone.
Did you ever stop to think that even if I am a monster, I might be your soulmate anyway?
Nate and me… we aren’t built for truces, for good times, for light jokes and giggles. We’re meant for the shadows. For the dirty, ugly, secret parts of our souls, the parts we can’t hide because we know each other too well.
I was alone, for twenty-five years. And I didn’t give a shit, because I didn’t know what I was missing. Then, this stubborn, beautiful fucking brunette came barreling into my life and shoved her way through all the shadows.