Every Word You Never Said (Noahverse, #3)

by Jordon Greene

how beautifully fragile we are that we accept pain when we think we deserve it and let it break us silently.

“Pronouns?” she digs, but I like it. He/him, I say. “Cool! I’m she/her, Seth’s a bitch,” Imani says casually without breaking eye contact.

“Ah,” Ian sighs. “Right, ’cause that’s how protests work. Absolutely no organization.”

“And I might have sort of leaked it to the papers.”

It’s not anonymous if you keep telling people you idiot

they live to feel like they’re oppressed and not the oppressors.

but sci-fi just isn’t my shit.

Uh. You literally said like 2 chapters ago that your fave books are sci fi horror.

Rain pelts the windshield. It’s warm, which means it’s going to be humid when it stops, and I hate humidity. It gets up in everything and feels miserable.

I’ve never met a human who likes humidity

It’s part of our old emo music list.

What type of self proclaimed emo boy band punk ass doesn’t know who TF my chemical romance is 🤦🏼‍♀️

“Sex doesn’t mean you love him or that he loves you. People just do that. It’s sort of weird, actually. But it doesn’t mean he’s using you. Maybe you should think about why you did it.”

Times are a changing.

We don’t live in the United Christian States of America, we live in the United States, and last time I checked the first amendment’s there for a reason.”

I hate it here. I hate it so much. All I want is some common sense, some reason, someone to listen to me even just a little, and not just be talked at and expected to fall in line.

Me too dude

“Hold up,” Imani says, her heels clapping the pavement haphazardly. “I can’t walk in these things.” “Why’d you wear them then?” Seth groans. “They’re pretty,” she bites.

we believe in the love of Christ here, not the judgement of the pharisees.”

I’m not looking for your voice. I’m aiming for your heart.”