“I don't ever think about death. Not really, no more than a flicker of anxiety when I'm trying to merge on the highway or watching a news clip about some unfortunate girl my age. Even then, those are vague, passing… — Abby McDonald Copy Share Image
“And that's how it was with Garrett. Because he understood me, the me I wanted so desperately to be. Think about your best friend - how you tell them everything, how they're the person who knows you best, all your… — Abby McDonald Copy Share Image
“So you try, and try, to move past it and forget about them, but it's like they're stuck in your head -- you can't… — Abby McDonald Copy Share Image
“Why do guys do that?" I ask. "Name their vehicles." "Ownership." He grins. I reach over and punch him lightly. "What?" he protests. "It's… — Abby McDonald Copy Share Image
“It's your life. If you don't make it so that you get what you want, nobody else will.” — Abby McDonald Copy Share Image
“Love isn't pain. Heartbreak isn't noble or romantic. You deserve better, so don't ever forget.” — Abby McDonald Copy Share Image
“I'm an evil, nature-hating girl now, but for some reason, that feels better than pretending to like things I don't. I'm done smiling and… — Abby McDonald Copy Share Image
“Everyone had their own agenda. She just had to stop reacting emotionally: decipher the real motives for their behaviour without taking every word as… — Abby McDonald Copy Share Image
“How many times has that happened? I find myself wondering. How many times have I sat, waiting, while he catches up with somebody else,… — Abby McDonald Copy Share Image
“You’re not in love with me, not really, you just love the way I always made you feel. Like you were the centre of… — Abby McDonald Copy Share Image
“See" Kayla links her arm through mine, leaving Blake to jostle and race the other guys. "I tell them I can handle my own… — Abby McDonald Copy Share Image
“We love the idea of transformation, so we can make ourselves something more than just ordinary. It's why you're doing this, isn't it?" she… — Abby McDonald Copy Share Image
“I curl my fingers into my palm to make up for the fact that they're not wrapped around his.” — Abby McDonald Copy Share Image
