Before (After, #5)

by Anna Todd

don’t react kindly to prissy blonds who talk about other people to make themselves feel important.

Sometimes I just want to drown out the world around me, and music and reading are the only things that do that for me.

want to be lost in the world of a novel where the characters have much worse problems than me and make me feel slightly more normal than I am.

“Sometimes people can be family without sharing parents.”

never want my kids to be like I was, the kid with the holes in his shoes. I want them to know how it feels to want things like toys and then teach them a way to earn them, by doing simple things like hugs and kisses on the cheek and encouragement, which are never going to be scarce around here.