“Time. That was always the problem, wasn’t it? Running out of it. Having too much of it. Waiting for it. Cursing it. Enduring it. Surviving it. Time was the fucking enemy. All he needed was more time.” — Daryl Banner Copy Share Image
“I'm apparently in love with a thirteen-year-old who makes lewd sex jokes in public, shamelessly plays footsy with me under the table the whole… — Daryl Banner Copy Share Image
“Growing up is terrifying. When you’re young, you have this feeling inside of you that you’ll eventually get the chance to do and try… — Daryl Banner Copy Share Image
“The maybe-twenty-year-old face in the mirror is one I should probably recognize since it's my own, but I don't. She had eyes like arctic… — Daryl Banner Copy Share Image
“But people are so determined to fit everyone into a box with a nice, easily grasped, perfectly defined label. It helps them sleep at… — Daryl Banner Copy Share Image
“Time. That was always the problem, wasn’t it? Running out of it. Having too much of it. Waiting for it. Cursing it. Enduring it.… — Daryl Banner Copy Share Image
“I’m as flirty as a spatula. And there’s nothing sexy about a spatula.” — Daryl Banner Copy Share Image
