“After graduation, we can just ... ride into the sunrise," he says. "The sunrise?" His lips twitch. "If we ride into the sunset, we'd wind up in the middle of the pacific" "Just my luck," I mutter.” — Heather Demetrios Copy Share Image
“After graduation, we can just … ride into the sunrise,” he says. “The sunrise?” His lips twitch. “If we ride into the sunset, we’d wind up in the middle of the Pacific.” — Heather Demetrios Copy Share Image
“It's only later that I'll see you're feeding me rehearsed lines and perfectly timed smiles and gasps and tears that come at precisely the… — Heather Demetrios Copy Share
“The sad swims through your veins, dives right into the middle of your chest with no help at all from me.” — Heather Demetrios Copy Share
“Something in me is dimming, something that I already know I can’t get back. But you’re worth it. You are. I will tell myself… — Heather Demetrios Copy Share
“You're a maze, all high edges and endless loops. I can't find a way out, can't see where I've been. It's all running, lost… — Heather Demetrios Copy Share
“You knew that if you survived that accident, there's no way I could ever leave you again. Not unless I want your blood on… — Heather Demetrios Copy Share
“I'm telling you - guys like Gavin, they're real snakes in the grass.” — Heather Demetrios Copy Share
“You're not very deep." You say these cutting words thoughtfully, to yourself, almost as though you're surprised. They hit me somewhere below my ribs.… — Heather Demetrios Copy Share
“Sometimes I believe I can't take any more. But I'm slowly healing. Slowly, so slowly. But every conversation is a stake into an open… — Heather Demetrios Copy Share
“I'm not over the moon. I'm on the moon. It's surreal, this happiness. I'm scared the universe will notice and take you away from… — Heather Demetrios Copy Share
“When you're a stupid girl in love, it's almost impossible to see the red flags. It's so easy to pretend they're not there, to… — Heather Demetrios Copy Share
“Sometimes I cry, wondering how it was possible that I could have been so goddamn weak, so f*cking spineless. Without you around, I can… — Heather Demetrios Copy Share
“You can't screw up your own suicide and then expect the universe to give you presents wrapped in the skin of a wonderful boy.… — Heather Demetrios Copy Share
“The past is past. You tried to kill yourself. So what? I humped a couch in season twelve. We all have our skeletons.” — Heather Demetrios Copy Share
