how awful to never be allowed to fail
Brenna YovanoffThe fact is, the contest has always been invulnerability, and even when you win, you still lose.
Brenna YovanoffYou can't keep acting like this," Lillian says, and for the first time in months, it's like she's actually trying to be nice. "Tragedy isn't this evil thing that came from outer space. It's just there, you know. Along with everything else.
Brenna YovanoffStichwörter: reality-of-life
Kissing him is like the wildest, most thrilling thing that has ever happened to me. It's like diving into the deep end over and over. He touches the curve of my lip with his tongue, just once, so softly, and I think the whole world is ending, the sudden warmth of his mouth jolting through me like a shock. I hold on like I'm falling off the top of a tall cliff or I'm lost at sea, like he's the only thing solid in the whole tilting world.
Brenna YovanoffStichwörter: love
Because I was conceived and born and I grew up. I'm breathing and my heart is beating and as much as it hurts ― as much searing, monumental pain it causes me ― I have to exist.
Brenna YovanoffStichwörter: growing-up pain heart breathing existing
You presume to name those who have no name. We are pandemonium and disaster. We are the dancing, gibbering horror of the world.
Brenna YovanoffStichwörter: horror names disaster pandemonium
What's up?' he said, like the church was always burning down and I always called him on a school night, telling him to come over after dark and bring a shovel.
Brenna YovanoffAnd that's all it takes to make you happy? You kill little kids, then go home and wait until it's time to do it all again? What the hell kind of existence is that?
Brenna YovanoffI couldn't work out what she actually wanted. Whether being dead happened in a pretty box on Welsh Street or someplace else, it didn't make a difference. Dead was irreversible. It was permanent. You couldn't do anything about it, and still, Tate seemed determined to take it back, like with the right answer, she could fix everything.
Brenna YovanoffStichwörter: death replacement brennayovanoff
Did you ever think about boys?' I say, staring up into the dark.
'There wasn't room,' she whispers, and her voice is unbelievably sad. 'At first, after Connor, I was just waiting. I was going to get a new boyfriend soon- as soon as I was prettier or better, more perfect. But after a while there was no room for anything else. If I though about kissing or sex, I just started feeling ugly, too awful for anything good.
Stichwörter: boys sad eating-disorder waiting dialogue ghost best-friends
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