Jag slog näven i vattnet. Fan ta honom.
Det här är en sak mellan mig och Belly.
Den självbelåtne jäveln.
Han skulle gifta sig med min tjej och jag kunde inte göra någonting åt det.
Jag kunde bara stå och titta på, eftersom han var min bror, eftersom jag lovat.
Ta hand om honom, Connie. Jag litar på dig.
Hans axlar skakade. Han grät. Det kändes som om hjärtat skulle brista i mig när jag hörde honom vädja så där, när jag såg honom så blottad och sårbar.
Jenny HanI remembered when he'd explained the concept of infinity to me. Immeasurable, one moment stretching out to the next.
Jenny HanTags: it-s-not-summer-without-you
Some girls are pretty, and it’s like they were destined for it. They were meant to be pretty, and as for the rest of us, well, we get to exist on the outer edges of life. It’s like moths. They’re the same as butterflies, aren’t they? They’re just gray. They can’t help being gray, they just are. But butterflies, they’re a million different colors, yellow and emerald and cerulean blue. They’re pretty. Who’d dare kill a butterfly? I don’t know of a single soul who’d lift a finger against a butterfly. But most anybody would swat at a moth like it was nothing, and all because it isn’t pretty. Doesn’t seem fair, not at all.
Jenny HanI could survive for months, years, on a crush. It was like food. It could sustain me.
Jenny HanEverything in my room was old and faded, but I loved that about it. It felt like there might be secrets in the walls, in the four-poster bed, especially in that music box.
Jenny HanI loved the feeling of talking and having somebody really listen to what I have to say. It was like a high or something.
Jenny HanA memory, pressed into my heart like a leaf in a book.
Jenny HanSome girls are pretty and they were born for it but no matter what always be yourself because people might see the wrong side of you
Jenny HanFor me, it was almost like winter didn't count. Summer was what mattered. My whole life was measured in summers. Like I don't really begin living until June, until I'm at that beach, in that house
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