I'm wearing dead cotton on my limbs and a blush of roses on my face.
beautifulya
My mind is a warehouse of carefully organized human emotions.I lock away the things that do not serve me.
beautifuldestroy-mesimilewarner
Hate looks just like everybody else until it smiles. Until it spins around and lies with lips and teeth carved into the semblance of something too passive to punch.
disguisehate
I never thought it would get this bad. I never thought the Reestablishment would take things so far. They're incinerating culture, the beauty of diversity. The new citizens of our world will be reduced to nothing but numbers, easily interchangeable, easily removable, easily destroyed for disobedience.We have lost our humanity.
dystopiahumanityjuliettereestablishment
My father couldn't warm my frozen hands.
fathershurtshatter-metendernesstso-love
Sometimes I think the loneliness inside of me is going to explode through my skin and sometimes im not sure if crying or screaming or laughing through the hysteria will solve anything at all
hysterialoneliness
Nothing in this life will ever make sense to me but I can't help but try to collect the change and hope it's enough to pay for our mistakes.
mistakes
We're running out of time, he said.As if time were the kind of thing you could run out of, as if it were measured into bowls that were handed to us at birth and if we ate too much or too fast or right before jumping into the water then our time would be lost, wasted, already spent.But time is beyond our finite comprehension. It's endless, it exists outside of us; we cannot run out of it or lose track of it or find a way to hold on to it. Time goes on even when we do not.We have plenty of time, is what Castle should have said. We have all the time in the world, is what he should have said to me. But he didn't because what he meant tick tock is that our time tick tock is shifting. It's hurtling forward heading in an entirely new direction slamming face-first into something else andtickticktickticktickit's almosttime for war
castlejuliette-chroniclesjuliette-ferrarsrealitytahereh-mafitimetso-lifeunravel-me
1,320 seconds walk into the room before he does.
great-linesya
I peek up at his features, at the crooked grin i want to savor, at the color in his eyes i'd use to paint a million pictures.
blueeyesshatter-metendernesstso-love
Only an idiot would rely on the energy of a bean or a leaf to stay awake throughout the day.
coffeedestroy-meteawarner
Good God, I have taken leave of my senses. I never thank Delalieu. I've likely given the poor man a heart attack.
destroy-melolwarner
He's wrong he's so he's so wrong he's more wrong than an upside-down rainbow.
rainbowsomewhat-funnyteensy-bit-sadwrong
He takes my hand. Intertwines our fingers. Offers me a smile that manages to kiss my heart.
adamjulietteshatter-me
There will be a bird today. It will be white with streaks of gold like a crown atop its head. It will fly.
flyingwhite-bird