Unravel Me (Shatter Me, #2)

by Tahereh Mafi

hell is empty and all the devils are here

“I think there’s something about the impermanence of life these days that makes it necessary to etch ink into our skin,” he says. “It reminds us that we’ve been marked by the world, that we’re still alive. That we’ll never forget.”

“You are confident,” he says to me. “You’re stubborn and resilient. So brave. So strong. So inhumanly beautiful. You could conquer the world.” I actually laugh, look up to meet his eyes. “I cry too much. And I’m not interested in conquering the world.”

Lol girl same