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by
Shain Rose
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September 22 - September 22, 2023
I wanted it to look like the flowers were tangled in them, like the beauty was almost suffocating. Every time I looked at it, the art made me want to cry and rage all at once.
Her slate eyes shot open, the storm in them dim and painful and raw.
Except with him. With him, I felt every stupid thing I never wanted to feel again. Pleasure and pain. Hope and dread. Longing and fulfillment. Hate and love.
I pulled her down into the black hole. It swallowed us up and ate us whole. Our light was gone.
I was isolated with the man I knew I loved for those few days in an ignorant, stupid bliss. I shouldn’t have been so blind, and I shouldn’t have turned the other way. I regretted those days and longed for them all the same.
He wanted inside my soul, and he wanted to move past the broken edges of it to where he thought I was still whole. “What if I’m broken everywhere?” I whispered.
We wanted a piece of each other. Even if it was broken, jagged, and dangerous.
“They infest the bones of a city, spread like a cancer, and never die. We’re uncontrollable.”

