The worst memories stick with us, while the nice ones always seem to slip through
our fingers.
The moment the door opened I knew an ass-kicking was inevitable. Whether I'd be giving it or receiving it was still a bit of a mystery.
If I love you more than you love me, I’m as good as dead. Yet I can’t make myself take it back. I can’t just walk away from you, because every time you pass by me without smiling, without touching my hand, or at least making eye contact, it feels like I’m dying inside.
Chocolate says "I'm sorry" so much better than words.
You just say the word, and I'll make the rest of the world go away. I'll take you someplace safe, where no one else can reach us.
I got swirling eyes and the capacity to shatter windows with my bare voice. Tod got teleportation and invisibility. The supernatural world is so far from fair.