Roadie Quotes

“I've been living in fear. I've been living only in books. Which is fine, but … I don't want to just read about romance anymore, Lili”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“Lilith,” he says, and he sounds so boy next door, so apologetic, that I can hardly even believe he's breaking up with me. [...]
I told you - I told you - that guys like Copeland Park were the most dangerous. The nice ones, the sweet ones, the ones that promise that everything will be okay with a single look. They're the ones that fuck you over the hardest.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“books speak the truth our mouths are too afraid to voice, our minds too cluttered to parse out.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“Pussies are a lot stronger than balls,” Lilith says, startling both me and Pax. “Why would anyone say he's got balls to reference strength when a swift kick to the nether regions drops a man to his knees? As far as calling a weak person a pussy, well, pussies birth babies. Plus, they can take a pounding and enjoy it.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“I've been staring at him with a filter over my vision.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“Grief is a weird emotion, isn't it? So disconcerting. It's like there's this part of your life missing, this part that you ache for. After a while, it gets easier to pretend it was never there, but that doesn't make the want go away. And it's those little moments every now and again, those reminders of a time past that tear the scab off, make the pain feel fresh.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“Bad things happen, people die, hearts are broken, but it's how we walk in the rain of grief that defines us. Do we cower in the downpour and let the frigid chill soak us through? Do we grab an umbrella and fight the storm? Or do we stand tall and let our heads fall back, open our mouths and taste every fucking drop as its coolness sizzles against the heat of our tongue?”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“Time only helps in that it blows dirt over that dark, dirty hole in the ground, the one that's swallowed up the people you love. Grass grows, and sometimes, maybe even flowers. But if you pick them, if you dig, there's still this yawning pit waiting to swallow you up. The hole is never gone, just buried.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“If we're in this, we're all in it together.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“Love has no prerequisite,” I quote after Ransom. “I love you, Muse.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“There was only so much he could say with words. The rest of his feelings—all of those deep, rich murmurs inside his heart—he had to say those with a kiss. How else could he explain the strength of his emotions to her? They'd just met and already, he couldn't imagine life without her.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“Grief doesn't have an expiration date; love doesn't have a prerequisite.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“We fight and we cry and we fuck and we bleed, but it's when we give our hearts away that we find what we need.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“See, I fucking told you I wanted to marry this girl. There was a reason that I wanted her from the first instant I laid eyes on her. My darkness likes her darkness, but together, it's almost like they cancel each other out. When she touches me, all I can see is light.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“No, don't be. It's better to live wet and bleeding, wearing your hurt like a badge of pride than it is to live numb and empty, inside a shell separate from the world.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“Sometimes gender is irrelevant. Love comes whether you want it to or not, and with love, sexual attraction builds. Somebody you never thought you'd find attractive becomes the sexiest human being alive.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“You're thinking in book lingo again, I tell myself. But that's only because books speak the truth our mouths are too afraid to voice, our minds too cluttered to parse out.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“It's better to live wet and bleeding, wearing your hurt like a badge of pride than it is to live numb and empty, inside a shell separate from the world.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie

“A happy person, a whole person, keeps all their pieces, holds the complete puzzle of their life in their hands. A broken person tries to give those pieces away because they don't like what they see. They fill in all those missing spots on the broken people around them, and in turn, they take some of those people's pieces.”
― C.M. Stunich, Roadie