Stories don’t always have happy endings.

I don't know how much time passes with us just lying there, just feeling that the other is really there, really true, really alive, feeling the safety of him, his weight against mine, the roughness of his fingers touching my face, his warmth and his smell and the dustiness of his clothes, and we barely speak.

The justifications of men who kill should always be heard with skepticism, said the monster.

I'll find you- Keep calling for me, Viola- Cuz here I come.

Girls are small and polite and smiley. They wear dresses and their hair is long and it’s pulled into shapes behind their heads or on either side.

Except I didn't say eff

"You can eff off, too," I say, except I don't say eff, I say what 'eff' stands for.