Survival instincts are one of those things that never die.

So who do you want to be?” I smiled, resting my head against his chest. “I’m not sure yet, but I’m looking forward to finding out.

I should curl up in a ball and cry. Instead i think about everything in the whole entire world that makes me angry - There is a lot, oh, there is a lot - and I start singing Justin Bieber at the top of my lungs.

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

He winked at her. She giggled. And I threw up a little in my mouth

My life is a black hole of boredom and despair." "So basically you've been doing homework." "Like I said, black hole.

Please know my deep respect for humans and human life. Such beautiful, fragile animals, so fleeting and easily broken and yet powerful beyond anything faeries can ever hope to be. We cannot create but live forever, unchanging. You change with every breath, dying even as you live, but your thread to eternity and immortality is reborn with every new generation