You always knew after shitty things happened, who your friends really were.

“Scares are just a tresure map for pain you've buried too depp to remember.”

“Fiction is like that, once it is released into the world: contagious, persisten…”

“I pick up a pen and start to unscrew the whole thing, pull out the skinny littl…”

“You don't make a friend," Jacob said with a scowl. "It's not like they come wit…”