Late Bloomer Quotes

“Fuck anything and anyone that made you have to survive instead of live. You deserve a life so peaceful it feels deliciously boring. A life filled with flowers and sunny days and people who show you all the time that you're valued and worthy. You deserve it all.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“Are you always such a pessimist?” “Yes. It makes disappointment much easier to take.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“Every piece of you is beautiful,”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“Grief is a strange beast. It can lie dormant for weeks. Months. You can go through the motions of life and truly convince yourself you’re healed and fine and will actually survive the heartache of loss. And then, like the flip of a switch, it rears its head and snaps its jaws, hungry and ready to devour you whole.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“You make me want to hope, and that’s terrifying, because hope let’s you down. Hope hurts you.”
“Hope doesn’t hurt you, Pepper,” she whispers, “People do. Hope lightens you and lifts you and expands more room in your heart than you know what to do with. And sharing that hope with someone that will care for it and tend to it like it deserves, only lets it grow more and more.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“And that’s my problem. I’m so hungry to connect with someone—anyone—I settle for crumbs and pretend like they’re a full meal.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“My brain loves order and labels and concise frameworks to understand things”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“I’m a bundle of too-sharp feelings, tangled into knots, and frustrated beyond reason that I can’t have a normal reaction for once.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“Her poems spoke softly—as intimately as confessions between lovers—about the terrible, wonderful ache of being in love.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“it’s not mortifyingly obvious, I really like you, Pepper. Like, massive, draw-your-name-in-hearts-all-over-my-notebook kind of like you.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“Sometimes I think of that ghost life. That version of me where that one thing worked out. I wonder what she studied. What she knows. What kind of clothes she wears. What city she lives in. Her favorite spot to get coffee. It’s so silly, but I’m rooting for her. For the me that never was. I’m sure she’ll do better than the me that is.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“And those rusty nails are doing it for you?” “A good nail always does it for me,” she says, eyes darting up to meet mine as she gives me a lecherous grin.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“Opal presses her teeth into my lip, and the effect is sharp and vibrant—an effervescent bite that shoots to my stomach and fizzes through my veins like champagne.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“tilt my head back and forth, analyzing how the different angles change the watercolor portrait. I don’t use watercolors that often, and I have to fight the urge to crumple the damn thing to a pulp and chuck it in the trash. “It’s okay,” I whisper to myself, dragging the pad of my index finger over the background, giving the damp mix of colors one last loving smudge. “You’re allowed to play. You’re allowed to try.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“A day off won’t kill you,” I say in what I hope is a coaxing tone when, really, I want to command her to lie down and rest until she can look at the window without wincing. But I’ve never commanded anyone to do anything, and starting with Pepper doesn’t seem like a wise move.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“Opal’s brain seems to whirl ideas around and out of her mouth at one hundred miles an hour,”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“it doesn’t feel good to live with so much tension. I genuinely like people, and an achy sense of loneliness keeps burrowing deeper into my bones with each silent day.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“always freeze, and the fear of this unknown place with the unknown person made me feel like I’d never move again.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“Now, women? I love women. They are creatures I genuinely want to talk to and also kindly ask to sit on my face.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“I miss her. I’ll always miss her. But the missing isn’t killing me like I thought it would. It’s a beautiful ache, a sacred, precious reminder of how much love I hold for her.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“I didn’t know loss could make you so numb. But the numbness was heavy, sucking all the feeling from my body and leaving me empty. Except for the threat of pain. That lived and grew, making me terrified to even move most days.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“I slump on the edge of my bed, staring at the wall, entering the worst mental place in the world: alone time with my thoughts.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“You’re terrified of trying. I want to understand why.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“And wrap her in a big hug. “Of course I was listening to you,” I say, arms cinched around her waist, my cheek landing in the center of her sternum. “And what I heard is you need to get out and clear your head. So let’s go.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“I was tempted to meet her on the lawn, walk across the dewy grass with the golden sun poised behind me à la Matthew Macfadyen sluttily strutting in Pride & Prejudice (2005).”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“I am, in short, and absolute sucker for beautiful people with even a hint of authority.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“People don’t like me if I’m not peppy and happy.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“bringing the big toe to my mouth. I pause, lips parted, staring at her for a beat longer, then pop the whole thing in my mouth and lick my lips.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“And right here, right now—under a great big sky, surrounded by flowers and wrapped in the arms of the girl I’m falling for—I know there’s no place more special in the world.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer

“The world stops spinning. I'm the one orbiting the sun.”
― Mazey Eddings, Late Bloomer