“Sometimes there is a darkness you can hear, a swallowing of your senses that blots out everything going on in the world around you,… — Ripley Patton Copy Share Image
“Marcus looked down. “Ah, man! This was my favorite shirt. Who tore it?” he asked, trying to pull the ragged edges together.” — Ripley Patton Copy Share Image
“But can’t we do that with our clothes on?” “We could,” he said, giving me that cocky grin of his. “But where’s the fun… — Ripley Patton Copy Share Image
“You know,” he said, “P.S.S. Piss Camp.” “Yeah, I get it,” I said, “It’s just not funny.” — Ripley Patton Copy Share Image
“I know babe" he said, wrapping me in his arms. I could hear the loudly thu-bump of his heart as he picked me up… — Ripley Patton Copy Share Image
“Instead, I just sat there crying, hoping he’d come find me, which made me cry even harder.” — Ripley Patton Copy Share Image
“Gone was the insignificant, defective girl. I was some kind of f**king comic book vigilante & it felt amazing! ” — Ripley Patton Copy Share Image
“Was he just humouring me? Just giving me the illusion of control while he manipulated me into doing what he wanted with his overwhelming… — Ripley Patton Copy Share Image
“Let’s just say, there’s not much of a moon out tonight,” Nose continued anyway, “but if Yale joined us, there would be.” — Ripley Patton Copy Share Image
