“I bury my head in my hands and cry. I let the tears slip from my eyes and down my cheeks. They burn my skin and I don't even care, because crying, at least, means letting go. Means giving up… — L.M. Augustine Copy Share Image
“I bury my head in my hands and cry. I let the tears slip from my eyes and down my cheeks. They burn my… — L.M. Augustine Copy Share Image
“I of course have not told my dad about the meet-up, nor do I plan to. I'd rather risk getting abducted by a potential… — L.M. Augustine Copy Share Image
“I regret not telling her how much she meant to me, how much I'd miss her, how devastated I'd be to see her go.… — L.M. Augustine Copy Share Image
“But let me tell you, West, no matter what happens, no matter where you go, I will also always be in love with you.… — L.M. Augustine Copy Share Image
“Hey Harper? I type after a while. Yeah? Your avatar is sure as hell bringing this boy to the yard.” — L.M. Augustine Copy Share Image
“Spring is okay, although I'm mostly in it for the Girl Scout Cookies.” — L.M. Augustine Copy Share Image
“We can be friends for now. But West Ryder, if you think this means I won't fight for you with every last breath I… — L.M. Augustine Copy Share Image
“Rainbow sprinkles. They are what make the word go 'round. Literally." "I'm well aware. A world without rainbow sprinkles is a world without happiness.” — L.M. Augustine Copy Share Image
“I met Cat for the first time when I was six. Back then she was still infested with a life-threatening case of cooties and… — L.M. Augustine Copy Share Image
“Wait, Cat,” I say, reaching blindly for her arm, as if I could possibly make this anymore awkward. (Hint: apparently, I can.)” — L.M. Augustine Copy Share Image
“It's weird, how I'm more comfortable being who I really am to complete strangers than to the people I've known all my life. But… — L.M. Augustine Copy Share Image
