It never gets easier, missing you. And sometimes I wonder if it ever will.
Because teachers, no matter how kind, no matter how friendly, are sadistic and evil to the core.
Mulling this over, Vlad wiped her lip gloss from his lips with the back of his hand.Vampires, after all, didn’t sparkle.
So what do we do?””We do what all families do. Grin, bear it, and pass the mashed potatoes.
Wrong. Enemies don’t fight with such determined passion. That kind of focus is reserved for friends at odds with one another.”pg 69 Tomas to Vlad
Because pieces of your heart clearly weigh more when they’re sitting shattered at the bottom of your stomach.
People says it gets easier. People are stupid.”-Vlad
She raised a sharp eyebrow at him. “Vlad, no offense, but look at you. If you’re not a vampire, you’re clearly the most anemic goth I’ve ever seen.”… “We believed you. Because that’s what friends do.”pg267 October to Vlad
this is the best year ever because i am reading the chronicles of vladimir tod
Vlad’s heart sank into his stomach, then squeezed its way down his leg and popped out of the hole in his shoe, where it struck the floor and broke.
I swallowed hard. It was my life. And it was my choice how I decided to live it.
We were the new people here. We weren’t part of their group. We had to prove ourselves.
Henry held up his taco- formerly Vlad’s- and grinned. ” Little known fact, gentlemen. Tacos are the food of genius.”pg248 Henry to Vlad & Joss
They’ll torture you for months before killing you if you run” Otis shrugged, as if this was an everyday occurrence.
There’s nothing you can do, Sirus. No one can do this for me, and no one can swoop in and rescue me every time I’m challenged. I have to do this on my own.
The worst pain in the world goes beyond the physical. Even further beyond any other emotional pain one can feel. It is the betrayal of a friend.
Someday, my young friend, you’ll find out that girls are actually people too. Just like you and me.
Joss’s ears perked up. He loved libraries. Nowhere else in the world felt so safe and homey. Nowhere else smelled like books and dust and happy solitude quite like a library did.
Growing older is mandatory, but growing up is optional.