Go to Hell."
He works his jaw. Walks to the door. "I'm working on it.
Mots clés shatter-me
The sun is an arrogant thing, always leaving the world behind when it tires of us.
The moon is a loyal companion.
It never leaves. It's always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Everyday it's a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human.
Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections.
Mots clés poetry moon shatter-me
Love will set her free.
Tahereh MafiMots clés shatter-me
I want to know where to touch you, I want to know how to touch you.
Tahereh MafiMots clés shatter-me tahereh-mafi unravel-me
I don’t understand—why won’t you talk to me?
You sit in the corner all day and write in your book and look at everything but my face. You have so much to say to a piece of paper but I’m standing right here and you don’t even acknowledge me. Juliette, please—
Mots clés adam shatter-me
We’re all too young to have to deal with this shit.” Kenji is breathing hard. “Don’t fool yourself, bro. No one should have to see what we’ve seen. No one should have to wake up in the morning and find dead bodies in their living room, but shit happens. We deal with it, and we find a way to survive. You’re not the only one with problems.
Tahereh MafiMots clés juliette kenji shatter-me
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