“I think about how much depends upon a best friend. When you wake up in the morning you swing your legs out of bed and you put your feet on the ground and you stand up. You don’t scoot to the edge of the bed and look down to make sure the floor is there. The floor is always there. Until it’s not.”
— Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green and David Levithan, p. 193 (via januarysnowdrop)
“I just have to come face-to-face with the fact that I’m not gifted. I can appreciate art and I love music, but, it’s sad, really, because I feel like I have a lot to express and I’m not gifted.”
Cristina (Scarlett Johansson), Vicky Cristina Barcelona (via flipcandi)
Sort of sucks if you know what I mean.
“De repente no puedo respirar, necesito un poco de libertad; Que te alejes por un tiempo de mi lado, que me dejes en paz. Siempre fue mi manera de ser, no me trates de comprender. No hay nada que se pueda hacer: Soy un poco paranoico lo siento. Al ratito ya te empiezo a extrañar, me preocupa que te pueda perder. Necesito que te acerques a mi para sentir el calor de tu cuerpo.”
— Los autenticos decadentes.
“Girls like her, my grandfather once warned me, girls like her turn into women with eyes like bullet holes and mouths made of knives. They are always restless. They are always hungry. They are bad news. They will drink you down like a shot
of whisky. Falling in love with them is like falling down a flight of stairs. What no one told me, with all those warnings, is that even after you’ve fallen, even after you know how painful it is, you’d still get in line to do it again.”
“A girl like that, Grandad said, perfumes herself with ozone and metal filings. She wears trouble like a crown. If she ever falls in love, she’ll fall like a comet, burning the sky as she goes.”
“She was the epic crush of my childhood. She was the tragedy that made me look inside myself and see my corrupt heart. She was my sin and my salvation, come back from the grave to change me forever. Again. Back then, when she sat on my bed and told me she loved me, I wanted her as much as I have ever wanted anything.”
“There are no words for how much I will miss her, but I try to kiss her so that she’ll know. I try to kiss her to tell her the whole story of my love, the way I dreamed of her when she was dead, the way that every other girl seemed like a mirror that showed me her face. The way my skin ached for her. The way that kissing her made me feel like I was drowning and like I was being saved all at the same time. I hope she can taste all that, bittersweet, on my tongue.”
Cassel Sharpe and Lila Zacharov
— Claire. Morganville Vampire 11 (via whatfreak)