“I know your type.” “Oh, yeah? What type is that?” “You’re all impulse and no consequences. Do you even think about how your actions make other people feel?” “Like that guy I hit? I’m pretty sure he felt pain.” “And… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“What’s your name?” he asked, a boyish grin creeping across his face. “Henley Brooks,” I murmured, tucking my hair behind my ear. “My name's Lucas.” “I know,” I replied, regretting the words as soon as they left my mouth. His… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“A flower needs the rain to grow just as much as it needs the sunshine.” — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“It wasn’t as easy for others to accept the darker side of themselves. Most like to cling to the notion that hesitation still marked… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“Tears, happy tears, fell from my eyes as I held on to the only person in the world that could take away all of… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“I thought about how my life had drastically changed after the last few days. I had been on a downward spiral, but after meeting… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
There is no greater feeling of accomplishment than to create a world that solely exists in your imagination and be able to pull someone… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“As I opened the door, Abel turned toward the shower and zipped up his pants. “Jesus! Shit! I’m so sorry.” I yanked the door… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I scare myself at how easily I slip inside my mind and live vicariously through these characters.” — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“Worthless. It wasn’t that I viewed my tears as a weakness; it was that I knew what they’d said was true. I was a… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
“I'm not hiding. I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve. Everything anyone wants to know about me is right in front of their faces.… — Teresa Mummert Copy Share Image
