“loneliness is a bitter, wretched companion. sometimes it just won't let go.” — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“I count everything. Even numbers, odd numbers, multiples of 10. I count the ticks of the clock i count the tocks of… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“He won’t stop staring. “What?” I ask. “How much do you weigh?” “Wow. Is that how you talk to every girl you… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“Warner was supposed to be dead. Warner was supposed to be dead because I was supposed to have shot him but no… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“I want to be that friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
People can think whatever they like. I don't desire their validation. — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“You sick piece of shit," Adam says to him, his voice low, measured. "Such unfortunate language." Warner shakes his head. "Only those… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“We've been shattered and reconstructed, told to make an effort every single day to pretend we still function the way we're supposed… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“Please— please get up—and lower your voice —” “Hell no.” “Why not?” I’m pleading now. “Because if I lower my voice, I… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“He sees what he does to me, what happens to me when his fingers graze my skin, when his lips get too… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your… — Tahareh Mafi Copy Share Image
“We're running out of time, he said. As if time were the kind of thing you could run out of, as if… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“I want to know where to touch you, I want to know how to touch you.” — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“So I take a deep breath. Step forward. Let go. 10 seconds and I'm trying to breathe 9 And I'm trying to… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“loneliness is a strange sort of thing. it creeps up on you, quiet and still, sits by your side in the dark,… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“he thinks too highly of me, places me on a pedestal i've never deserved.” — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“its like a button in my brain is broken, like i've developed a disease that forces me to apologize for everything, for… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“loneliness is an old friend standing beside you in the mirror, looking you in the eye, challenging you to live your life… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
