good sh*t

once she was alone, she effortlessly made a storm with her eyes.

“Oh my God,” Chloe says out loud. Her brain is overheating, probably. “I’m in love with a monster turducken.”

How do I go on when the person I love most in the world is in love with someone else? Someone tell me the solution, he thought, so I don’t have to play this losing game all the way through.

It isn’t a sadness, but a joy, that we don’t do the same things for the length of our lives.

“Why do you think we never got together?” Sadie sat next to Sam on the bed. “Sammy,” she said. “We were together. You must know that. When I’m honest with myself, the most important parts of me were yours.”

Chloe enters the choir room for lunch with a peanut butter sandwich in her lunch bag and murder in her heart.