Angry God Quotes

“Son, are you gay?” I spat the cognac out, choking on the earthy liquid. Dad remained calm, crossing one leg over the other. “Be frank. You know we don’t care, and we’ll support you no matter what. There’s nothing wrong with being gay.” “There’s nothing wrong with it, all right, but I’m not gay.” He blinked, saying nothing. “Why the fuck would you think that?” “You’re not a huge fan of the other sex.” “I’m not a huge fan of the human race.” “Me either. But then there’s your mother. I am a huge fucking fan of hers.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“Every painful goodbye starts with a wonderful hello.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“We will always be something. You might move on and marry someone else, have his children and get your happily ever after, but you will never be completely done with me.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“We all get old. We all get wrinkles. Life is short. Eat that pizza. Drink that wine. Shut down that bully eejit who tortures you.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“The less you said, the more you were feared.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“Because my dad told me good girls like bad boys, and I’m bad. Really bad.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“You should believe me,” she announced, “because in order to destroy you, I need to acknowledge you first. See, in order to ruin a person’s life, you need to hate them. Be jealous of them. Feel some type of passionate response toward them. You stir nothing in me, Vaughn Spencer. Not even disgust. Not even pity, though I really should pity you. You’re the gum stuck to the bottom of my boots. You are a fleeting moment no one remembers—unremarkable, unnecessary, and utterly forgettable.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“We come into this world alone, and we die alone. If we get sick, we fight it alone. Our parents are not there to go through chemo treatments for us. They’re not the ones losing their hair, puking buckets, or getting their asses kicked at school. If we’re involved in an accident, they’re not the ones losing blood, fighting for their lives on the operating table, losing a limb. “I’m here for you” is the dumbest sentence I’d ever heard anyone say.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“If you want to look at your fiercest protector, at the one person you can always count on, take a good look in the mirror.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“But if you look closely, you’ll find beauty in the ugliness, too.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“Any last words?”

“I…” he started.

“Kidding. I don’t give a fuck.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“Kissing him was like standing on the edge of a cliff. Nice view, but you knew it was deadly.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“The quietest man in the room is also the deadliest.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“She had on an OBEY beanie, but had corrected it with a Sharpie so the word was now Disobey. What a fucking rebel. Someone should notify the authorities before she did something really crazy, like eat non-organic blueberries in the cafeteria.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“Do you love me?"

"To death. And that's not just a figure of speech, although I'd appreciate it greatly if you don't test me on the matter.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you are a bit unhinged.”

He said “a bit” for the sake of civility. Truth was, you couldn’t be a bit unhinged, just like you couldn’t be “a bit” dead. Being crazy demanded commitment, which I certainly showed.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“You are that girl. My safe place. My asymmetric happiness. My Edgar Allan Poe poem. You are my Smiths, and my favorite fantasy book, my brownie, and summer vacations in lush places. There will never be anyone else like you. And that’s exactly why you deserve someone better than me.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“I didn’t tell them your secret.” My fingers dug into the wood of the window frame, the splinters cutting through my skin like little blades. The police officers were raiding the second floor, I could tell. I could hear them. They were going to find the attic, and then me. “Tell me you believe me, and I’ll jump.”

“What difference does it make?” He bared his fangs, staring at me with forced boredom.

The fire spread, licking at the grass and approaching us with surprising speed, though he didn’t seem to mind at all. We were already dangerously close to getting caught.

“Because it’s the truth,” I screamed.

Our eyes met in the dark and held for a moment.

“I don’t believe you, but I’ll still catch you,” he said. “I will always catch you, the fucking dumbass that I am.”

“What do you mean?”

“You soften me.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t want to fucking kill you! You’re too fun to fuck with. Now Get. The. Hell. Down.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“Kissing him was like standing on the edge of a cliff. Nice view, but you knew it was deadly. Still, a stupid, irrational, dangerously alive part of you still wanted to hurl yourself down to meet your own demise.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“I was who I was, and I was going to be enough.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“Ten minutes later, his suicide letter was done. The handwriting was legit, and he got a nice incentive to play along, seeing as I gave him a deal he couldn’t refuse.

“Write the letter and go peacefully, swallowing a bunch of pills. Don’t write the letter and I slit your wrists in your bathtub and watch you bleed. Either way, you’ll be dead before dinnertime, and it will look like suicide. The awful, messy way or the peaceful way? Up to you.”

He chose the pills.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“I love you in my fucked up, destructive way”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“Fine. Whatever. Fuck it. They’re whiny and annoying and could grow up to be fucking serial killers. Who needs them?”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“You,” he whispered, kissing my cheek, “are so effortlessly yourself.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“Shit,” the word was breathed in awe.

I frowned, waiting for her to complete the sentence, then realized I was the pathetic motherfucker who’d uttered it.

She crossed her legs at the ankle, looking at me funny.

“You may pick up your jaw at any time, Spencer.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“Our love was so much more than love. It stripped us of pride and anger and hate and insecurities. We were bare and beautiful and pure when we were together.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“But if we were silver, Vaughn Spencer was gold. If we were good, he was brilliant. And when we shone? He gleamed with the force of a thousand suns, charring everything around him. It was like God had carved him differently, paid extra attention to detail while creating him.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“Vaughn was never uncomfortable. He wore his skin with arrogance, like a crown.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“And you never asked me—I know, I know, not that you care.” I heard the whine of the ancient door opening, and Len took a step out. “—if I believe in ghosts, too. But here’s your answer: I do, for the exact same reason you do. I don’t believe in literal ghosts, but I believe our past unleashes dog-shaped demons upon us, and they chase us, and that’s what keeps us running. Moving. Living.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God

“I wanted you to look at me the way you look at your fantasy book—with a mixture of awe, anticipation and warmth.”
― L.J. Shen, Angry God