Shatter Me (Shatter Me, #1)

by Tahereh Mafi

I wish I could stuff my mouth full of raindrops and fill my pockets full of snow. I wish I could trace the veins in a fallen leaf and feel the wind pinch my nose.

Yk, the wind pinches my nose all the time—it’s a very normal occurrence 👍

Hate looks just like everybody else until it smiles. Until it spins around and lies with lips and teeth carved into the semblance of something too passive to punch.

I wondered if your eye color meant you saw the world differently. If the world saw you differently as a result.

Creative—I will say