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“I trust you,” she says.
“That doesn’t mean I won’t hurt you.”
Penny shrugs. “Pain is temporary.”
“That doesn’t mean I won’t damage you.”
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I know I usually come down here to tell you I’m sorry. But I think today I want to tell you that I’m going to be all right. Don’t let me be one of the things that keeps you from peace, Mother. I’m all right.
He's not a monster. He's just a villain.
He's not a villain. He's just a boy.
I'm kissing a boy. I'm kissing Baz.
He's so cold and the world is so hot.
I want to be someone's right now, Simon, not their happily ever after.
You're so alive, Simon Snow. You got my share of it.
You were the centre of my universe and everything else spun around you.
I’d cross every line for him.
I’m in love with him.
And he likes this better than fighting.
He smiles, and he's made of trouble.
I was eleven years old, and I'd lost my mother, and my soul, and the Crucible gave me you.
It's the good things that hurt when you're missing them.
Sharing a room with the person you want most is like sharing a room with an open fire.
He's constantly drawing you in. And you're constantly stepping too close. And you know it's not good--that there is no good--that there's absolutely nothing that can ever come of it.
But you do it anyway.
And then...
Well. Then you burn.
You were the sun, and I was crashing into you.