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357 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 4, 2014






Death and love are the only two things that exist in this world that are strong enough to alter the course of your life, of your destiny. They either propel you or paralyze you. In the end, the choice is always yours.
“Everyone wears masks. They come in all different shapes and sizes. The only problem with trying one on - is that it fits. How easily we fall into the trap that we don't have to be who we really are. How easily we convince ourselves that we need to cover up what we were born to be. It's a tragedy - that fear keeps us from our destiny. It's hell - when the person you were created to be - is covered up by some cheap imposter.”




Staring at the bottom of your glass
Hoping one day you'll make a dream last
But dreams come slow and they go so fast
You see her when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you'll understand why
Everything you touch surely dies
But you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go



















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"Sometimes when we think God had written the end, what he really means is the beginning."
"Hell, I'd been living in my dark hole for so long, I'd set up camp, put up pictures, and ordered cable."
"The weight." I cursed. "It's wrapped around my legs, pulling me deeper into the darkest depths of the ocean and for once, I want to let it."



"I want old memories gone...bad ones. So I can create new ones. Ones so powerful that the old ones don't even stand a chance."
"Just because the girl doesn't end up with the boy in the end--doesn't mean she ends up with nothing. Life's a gift. I just want to share yours, no matter how small the pieces that are shared may be."

"God....wrote the ending before the beginning was ever even realized. Let's write our story the same way."



“My reflection was foreign…I didn’t even remember myself – the guy I was. I’d been living with that damn mask for so long that I’d completely lost it – all of it. Thank God.”
“Don’t you have an STD to spread?” I tilted my head in cool indifference.
He pushed away from the wall, “Why, you open for business?”
“You, little girl, better be careful. You’re dangerously close to getting me to fall for you, and I don’t do relationship, I do girls. Call me if you’re ever lonely”.
“I’m falling for you too. I haven’t fallen. Falling. As in still falling, still in the air, still trying to get used to the idea that I’ve just nose dived off a cliff with every intention of making sure the landing doesn’t break my fall.”
“And if it does?”
“Then at least I still jumped.”
“One day,” Gabe whispered, “when my heart is mine again … I’ll give you everything.”
“Gabe,” I said, sighing. “Right now? I’m perfectly happy with the pieces. No matter how broken they may be.”
“Loving you will always be easy because when I look into your eyes I know you see the real me.”
Ma ancora non le hanno tagliato le mani come ai ladri? (Militante fanatico)
L'identità di Gabe.. NOOOOOO! Lo scoop dell'anno! Questa storia finisce in copertina!! (Redattrice di Novella2000, che in seguito a tale notizia è stata promossa a mega capo mondiale)
Per favore, basta. (Alberi sacrificati)




