I look at you because I can't look away.

I think I draw most inspiration from writers like Richelle Mead and filmmakers like John Hughes. They both really understand the experience of being a teenager and how insistent and intense everything feels, but they're also smart, savvy, and fun.

When you mix dirt with water, the dirt doesn't get clean. The water just gets dirty.

Because you're here with me, Jack said. Any night that ends with that can't be that bad

You know something?" He lifted his head, and when he turned to me, he had this strange look in his eyes. Almost as if he was really seeing me for the first time. "I don't think I ever really lived until this. I've never done anything that mattered before, but now I'm fighting to save my life, and yours. And I know it sounds really cheesy and lame, but I don't think I ever really felt alive. Not until I met you.

It feels so weird to be able to just kind of buy things when I want them or need them.

You don't want me here, I don't wanna be here, so why am I here?