“What was the point? What is the point in love, and promises of it, when it can just jump from one person to another like that?” — Holly Bourne Copy Share Image
“Learning anything interesting?" "Not really. Psychology sounds a lot more interesting than it actually is." Dad looked at me over the paper. "I'm afraid… — Holly Bourne Copy Share Image
“I can't, guys," I said. "Tonight I'm making a cherry pie from scratch.” — Holly Bourne Copy Share Image
“I exist dad! I wake up every morning and I exist. Because you made me. I didn’t ask to be here, in this world,… — Holly Bourne Copy Share Image
“LEAVE ME FOR HER! OH I WAS SO FREAKING CRAZY, WASN'T I? FOR ACCURATELY GUESSING WHAT THE HELL WAS GOIUNG ON THE WHOLE DAMN… — Holly Bourne Copy Share Image
“Trauma. It doesn't eke itself out over time. It doesn't split itself manageably into bite-sized chunks and distribute itself equally throughout your life. Trauma… — Holly Bourne Copy Share Image
“Because now mental health disorders have gone “mainstream”. And for all the good it’s brought people like me who have been given therapy and… — Holly Bourne Copy Share Image
“Common dates in romance movies: Seats in a box at the opera or ballet Walking around a beautiful foreign city Night-time picnics in empty… — Holly Bourne Copy Share Image
“All I'm saying is, love changes over time. No person is ever perfect for another person” — Holly Bourne Copy Share Image
“He smiled without his teeth. Small, shyly. I found myself smiling back. Like an impulse Then he ruined it by saying… "You're not like… — Holly Bourne Copy Share Image
“I bit my lip. "I just think they're dangerous, that's all." "Dangerous? Like antibiotic resistance? And...umm... SHARKS?" I kicked him softly. "You know what… — Holly Bourne Copy Share Image
