teen-angst

One honorable young man can make all the difference...

How would Elijah ever understand a life that is dark more than light? Or a shadow of someone who follows her around, and when she least expects it, taps her on the back and asks, where are you going, Seraphina?

She smells like spring and flowers and rain, even though it__ winter. Sometimes, he thinks he loves her so much that his mind is unable to distinguish between love and obsession. Which is worse?

If the one who gave me life wants the real me to die... then all I can do is die.

We do not want to be told what we know. We do not want to call things by their names, although we're willing to call one another bad ones. We call meanness nobility and hatred honor. The way to make yourself a hero is to make me out a scoundrel. You won't admit that either, but it's true.

Whatever you do, don__ feel sorry for me. I know it__ the best you can do. Life hasn__ hit you in your perfect little bubble yet. Please don__ try to understand. Nobody can. No one knows what it__ like to be me, except others like me. You__e making me pissed. You__e making me feel bad. Stop reminding me that I have no life. I don__ care about your prom. Yes, I know I haven__ talked to you in a while. NO, I__ not ignoring you, but it__ not exactly like you__e been calling me either. I just haven__ been feeling well lately. I__ tired and my body is aching all over. It__ hurting all the time. I can barely move when it rains, and some days I just don__ want to do anything. SHUT UP.

He has me pinned on my back in record time, his mouth crashing against mine as we frantically devour one another. __wesome speech,_ he murmurs, pushing my sweater up and planting his hot mouth against my equally hot skin. __ery motivational.

Before she closed the door, she hit me with this one: "I feel like it's November first," she said, "and I'm that discarded jack-o'-lantern whose heart and guts are splattered all over the boulevard of broken promises.""And a good night to you, too," I said.

I__ not the damsel in distress. I__ the villain. It__ only a matter of time before he realizes this.

I had choosen the path of the black sheep rather than that of the unicorns and puppies.

Winter was nothing but a season of snow; spring, allergies; and summer...It was the worst. That was swimsuit season.

I was born into chaos. I didn__ know what peace felt like.

It's a good day when a goddess gets on the school-bus with you.

Jack, I think I'm having a mid-life crisis. Oh Mom, you're way too old to be having a mid-life crisis.

I wondered if hurdlers ever thought, you know, "This would go faster if we just got rid of the hurdles.

When I feel myself slipping to the darkness of my past, I__l close my eyes and remember this. Remember Jackson.

Girls are always saying things like, ____ so unhappy that I__ going to overdose on aspirin,_ but they__ be awfully surprised if they succeeded. They have no intention of dying. At the first sight of blood, they panic.

People come to New Orleans to forget themselves and party like a pagan. They gorge themselves on exotic spicy foods and five to seven course meals, taking hours to consume. They behave badly in bars and routinely encourage their willing female counterparts to flash their tits for cheap plastic beads. Beads women would never wear anywhere else but in New Orleans become triumphant symbols of one__ insatiable allure.