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“I don't want to be a man," said Jace. "I want to be an angst-ridden teenager who can't confront his own inner demons and takes it out verbally on other people instead."
"Well," said Luke, "you're doing a fantastic job.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

“If you would wait and’ve won my heart
Still we know the end is yet to come there’s no hiding we cant escape the darkness and end of
Love,darkness will chase us and theywill always win. everything comes to an end .ones you taste the goodness,tails the end
So goodbye LOVER
It sfunny that We both know how it will end but we still kept fighting
I’ll wait for you…Im sorry but Im not strong
There’ s no point loverboy.
Let me give you some fact
No matter what you do ,where you hide it will always haunt you…sorrow my dear Im talking ‘bout
Just like the others.Idont wan t to become a memory cause Im telling you Im different
If you promise to wait I promise to you that I will always be yours and I will never hurt you
Remember you told me nothing is impossible when you love someone
Don’t tell me you love me,dear,love is one of the most unpredictable thing in the world.
Why so careless?
Im sorry,believed me I tried..thank you cause I felt the warmth of your love and it felt so good at the same time I felt so weak ,your love is like the summer that melts my cold heart but Im still in the battle field and soldiers cant be weak at the time of battle they have to be tough!
Your words says you can fix me and I thought hey why don’t we give him a chance and I realized no one can fix me it is only me who can fix myself because this is my life.”
― Irome

“Because that’s the thing about depression. When I feel it deeply, I don’t want to let it go. It becomes a comfort. I want to cloak myself under its heavy weight and breathe it into my lungs. I want to nurture it, grow it, cultivate it. It’s mine. I want to check out with it, drift asleep wrapped in its arms and not wake up for a long, long time.”
― Stephanie Perkins, Lola and the Boy Next Door

“I am still every age that I have been. Because I was once a child, I am always a child. Because I was once a searching adolescent, given to moods and ecstasies, these are still part of me, and always will be... This does not mean that I ought to be trapped or enclosed in any of these ages...the delayed adolescent, the childish adult, but that they are in me to be drawn on; to forget is a form of suicide... Far too many people misunderstand what *putting away childish things* means, and think that forgetting what it is like to think and feel and touch and smell and taste and see and hear like a three-year-old or a thirteen-year-old or a twenty-three-year-old means being grownup. When I'm with these people I, like the kids, feel that if this is what it means to be a grown-up, then I don't ever want to be one. Instead of which, if I can retain a child's awareness and joy, and *be* fifty-one, then I will really learn what it means to be grownup.”
― Madeleine L'Engle