Hidden Bodies (You, #2)

by Caroline Kepnes

Cunts want to be snowflakes. They want you to tell them how nobody in this whole world compares to them.

there is nothing more terrifying than realizing that the one who knows you best loves you least, pities you even.

We all get our hearts broken. We get fucked up and throw up and we cry and listen to sad songs and say we’re never doing that again. But to be alive is to do it again. To love is to risk everything.

The future is a frontier we can’t fully explore until we make it there, but then we arrive, and the distant horizon has become something else, something less romantic.