MidnightReader

“Alone, we’re us: an innocent secret made of bad habits spread across his bed.”
― Mary Elizabeth, Innocents

“Roman candles and Saturn missiles spark and whistle. Bigger fireworks light up the night with flares while smoke and the scent of black powder blows with the breeze. Dogs bark and locusts buzz while kids ride their bikes up and down the streets. As other families relax together, sipping lemonade and cold Coronas, I’m sitting on the roof, listening to mine tear itself apart.”
― Mary Elizabeth, Innocents

“Love is fucked up, but love is all there is.”
― Mary Elizabeth, Innocents

“Our love is not perfect. We are fucked-up and bleeding, but neither one of us is powerful enough to walk away from it like we should.”
― Mary Elizabeth, Innocents