Wake up,' a voice like water rippling over rocks whispered in my ear.

Yo soy carne muerta. Translation: I am dead meat.

High school’s actually kind of boring. It’s a little bit like living in the Center. Everyone thinks they know everything about everyone else, but really there’s a lot more under the surface. (Lend)

I am the ocean we lived on for two months. I am empty. I am nothing.

In the interest of not pissing you off anymore tonight, let's not select that particular playlist.

I get that you're scared and that you've been hurt. But doing what is easy and safe is no way to live, and a life without passion and love is so far beneath what you deserve.

Why’s the faerie so obsessed with you anyway? You’re not that cute.” (Arianna to Evie)