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He made himself the cure, which
wouldn’t have been necessary if he hadn’t also created the disease.
Life felt like hell because we expected it to feel like heaven.
Gritting my teeth, I dug out my phone, swiped the screen, and held it to my ear. “Fuck off.” “Well, top of the fucking morning to you, grouch,” Will said. “What’s your problem?”
Will, Michael, and Kai were my friends, and I’d walk through fire for any one of them. Will was the only one, though, who I was sure would walk through fire for me.
I wasn’t happy unless it was a mind-fuck.
People assumed I behaved strictly on impulse, when actually, it required quite a bit of strategy to be this fucked up.
“Because pain in the body quiets the pain in the head. It feels good, like a kill switch for your brain.
I hated him, and I would never forgive him, but maybe we had that one thing in common. We had to change to survive.
Misha, his little cousin.
“Not every woman in this world will be for your personal amusement,”
“Someday one of them will be your kid, and you’re gonna damn well worry when she’s drawing the wrong kind of attention.”
An angel with really black bat wings.
