I'm here. You're safe now. It's okay to remember. They can never hurt you again.

The sun's nearly level with the horizon, right behind his head, making this weird halo effect around his face—as if! I'm surprised he doesn't smell like brimstone. He probably has a red pitchfork and hides horns under his hair.

I'm here. You're safe now. It's okay to remember. They can never hurt you again.

A woman who’s lived in a cage all her life. And hates it. Bored in there, aren’t you. Waiting for life to happen. And when it finally does, it steals from you what you loved most. So take back. Explode. Lash out. Blow up

You can't go forward if you're looking backward. You run into walls that way.

When do these three days expire?" "That's what pisses me off. I don't know. He was annoyingly vague." "The nerve. Threatening you and not being precise about it.

You and I more than anyone else in the universe are perfect for each other.