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when the world felt dark and scary, love could whisk you off to go dancing; laughter could take some of the pain away; beauty could punch holes in your fear.
“But it’s better to be realistic so shit’s not constantly blowing up in your face. And love is way more likely to blow up in your face than to bring eternal happiness. And if it doesn’t hurt you, then you’re the one hurting someone else.
That feeling that a new world was being spun like a spiderweb around you and you couldn’t move until the whole thing had revealed itself to you.
know feeling small gets to some people, he had once told me, but I kind of like it. Takes the pressure off when you’re just one life of six billion at any given moment.
hated thinking about it. Not because I missed him but because I felt bad for wasting so much of his time—and mine—trying to be his dream girl.
But the worst thing, the hardest thing, had turned out to be being angry with someone you couldn’t fight it out with.
of how terribly far behind I had fallen. Was falling. Every moment of every day, I was tripping backward while the rest of the world marched forward.
How the hell were people in books always taking cold showers?
“Not believing in something doesn’t stop you from wanting it. If you’re not careful.”
“Someone should invent a boredom EpiPen.” “I think that’s essentially what drugs are,” Gus said.
How are you supposed to believe right’s right and wrong’s wrong if everyone around you says the opposite? You’re supposed to think you’re smarter than all of them?”
I should’ve stopped telling myself a story and actually looked around at the world.
Every single person on the planet had to take turns hurting. Sometimes all you could do was hold on to each other tight until the dark spat you back out.
Bad things don’t dig down through your life until the pit’s so deep that nothing good will ever be big enough to make you happy again.
No matter how much shit, there will always be wildflowers.
“Men are the worst.” “The wo-orst,” she sang.
The world looks different than I ever thought it could be, and I don’t want to look for what’s broken or what could go wrong.
That is how life feels too often. Like you’re doing everything you can to survive only to be sabotaged by something beyond your control, maybe even some darker part of yourself.
