Cold one day, sweet the next; irresistibly flirty one moment, resistibly obnoxious the next.
John GreenSo I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.
John GreenIs that what relationships become? A reduced version of the hurt, nothing else let in. It was more than that. I know it was more than that.
John Green