The hours spool out like a ribbon I can't find the end of.
Brenna YovanoffTags: hannah
For the past month and a half, it's been inanely hot every single day. Someone's bound to feel a little homicidal now and then.
Brenna YovanoffTags: hannah
Why are you here?
I'm here because this is where my Mom's family is from and after my parents got divorced, she kept the house. Because I was conceived and born and grew up. I'm breathing and my heart is beating and as much as it hurts—as much searing, monumental pain as it causes me—I have to exist.
Finny Boone is probably a sociopath. A big, lighter-stealing sociopath, but his eyes are steady and complicated.
Brenna YovanoffTags: hannah finnegan-boone
Disco-clown hooker
Brenna YovanoffWhatever they said, whatever they told you about yourself, it’s not true
Brenna YovanoffTags: yourself
There was a whole, sprawling world underneath us, filled with ugly, vicious, beautiful people. The line between the two places was thin, hardly a separation, and both ran on pain and blood and fear and death and joy and music.
But for now, the sunset was enough.
Our lives were limitless and unknowable, not perfect, but ours.
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