Destroy Me (Shatter Me, #1.5)

by Tahereh Mafi

The many buttons she ripped open.

Sometimes I wish I could step outside of myself for a while. I want to leave this worn body behind, but my chains are too many, my weights too heavy. This life is all that’s left of me. And I know I won’t be able to meet myself in the mirror for the rest of the day.

FELT THIS ONE

“My opinions,” I say to him, quietly this time, “should not so easily break your own. Stand by your convictions. Form clear and logical arguments. Even if I disagree.”

I want to like you so bad Warner

She is a soft, deadly creature. Kind and timid and terrifying. She’s completely out of control and has no idea what she’s capable of. And even though she hates me, I can’t help but be fascinated by her. I’m enchanted by her pretend-innocence; jealous, even, of the power she wields so unwittingly. I want so much to be a part of her world. I want to know what it’s like to be in her mind, to feel what she feels. It seems a tremendous weight to carry.

What a beautiful disaster.

I’m happy to have her close even if it hurts,

Yes I'm sure you are Warner

It’s a strange thing, to never know peace. To know that no matter where you go, there is no sanctuary. That the threat of pain is always a whisper away.

It is a very strange thing sweet girl

Am I insane yet? Has it happened yet? How will I ever know?

I want to be someone else somewhere else with something else to fill my mind.

Why are you in my head?

My thoughts, I think, will soon be sound. My mind, I hope, will soon be found.

I want this tattooed on my body

I’ve always had to make myself submissive, subservient, twisted into a pleading, passive mop just to make everyone else feel safe and comfortable.

That’s the abandonment issues honey:/

And some days I wonder why I insist on keeping myself alive.

I felt this one a little bit too much

I’ve come to believe that the most dangerous man in the world is the one who feels no remorse. The one who never apologizes and therefore seeks no forgiveness. Because in the end it is our emotions that make us weak, not our actions.

Empathy is the biggest blessing and curse

People seldom realize that they tell lies with their lips and truths with their eyes all the time.

I could live here, I think. Live where gravity does not know my name. Here I am unbound, untethered by the chains of this life. I am a different body, a different shell, and my weight is carried by the hands of friends. So many nights I’ve wished I could fall asleep under this sheet.

Swallow the tears back often enough and they’ll start feeling like acid dripping down your throat.

So many quotes in this tiny little book have made me feel so many big things.

And I can’t help but be amazed at the power such small, unassuming animals wield over us; they so easily break down our defenses.

They really do don’t they, Warner?