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“I can see why she feels left behind. Maybe even discarded. Is that why she refuses to accept my love and return it? Afraid that love doesn't last? Doesn't really exist? Afraid if her own father can withdraw his love (or at least the manifestation of his love), that maybe she somehow isn't worthy of the emotion?”
― Ellen Hopkins, Perfect

“My whole life has been pledged to this meeting with you...”
― Alexander Pushkin, Eugene Onegin

“I hate Olivia Jaeger. I fucking hate her, and I’d happily never love anything if I could hate her my whole life.”
― Penelope Douglas, Tryst Six Venom

“Virginity is a concept invented by people to make women feel worthless for having sex.”
― Penelope Douglas, Tryst Six Venom

“I’m in love with you, Clay,” I tell her. The car falls silent, like my brothers are afraid to breathe because they might miss something. Her lips open a little, and God, the softness that hits her eyes makes her look like she’d blow over in a light breeze. I swear I see a smile desperate to get out, and I want to say it again. “Just kidding.” I force a scoff. “Just wanted you to see how fucking gay you are.”
― Penelope Douglas, Tryst Six Venom

“within this inch, i'm free”
― Penelope Douglas, Tryst Six Venom

“Everyone is our type when they’re naked!”
― Penelope Douglas, Tryst Six Venom

“I’m not gay,” she says quietly, and I have to strain to hear her over the rain. “I’m just in love with you.”
― Penelope Douglas, Tryst Six Venom

“And over time I came to understand that my oldest brother was only twenty-three that night, and twenty-three is still so young. That he was suddenly in charge of three minors to feed and clothe, a mountain of debt, and the prospect that life would never be more than this for him.”
― Penelope Douglas, Tryst Six Venom

“When you want to make an impression and you think you’ve gone far enough, go a little further. Always leave them wondering if you’re just a little bit crazy, and people will never fuck with you again.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“The closer you got to anything beautiful, the less beautiful it became. Allure was in the mystery, not the appearance.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“It’s just you, Little Monster. Own it or it will own you.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“Own it. Don’t apologize for who you are. Own it. You can’t win if you don’t show up, right?”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“Redefine normal. None of us know the full measure of our power until we start pushing our boundaries and pressing our luck, and the more we do, the less we care what others think. The freedom feels too good.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“Our scrapes and bruises, tattoos, scars, smiles, and wrinkles told our stories,”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“The most valuable lesson anyone learns in life should be learned as early as possible. That you don’t have to live in the reality someone else had invented. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Ever.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“Things done in the dark hours of night, behind closed doors, or in the heat of the moment looked a lot different in the morning, out in the open, and with a clear head.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“I’m not playing your games. You were wrong.” I crossed my arms over my chest. “You want to know what I’ve learned? I don’t win by playing your games. I win by making you play mine.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“They were untouchable, fascinating, and nothing they ever did was wrong. I wanted that. I wanted to look down at the sky.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“There were dark deeds and bad seeds, but who cared if the house was falling apart as long as it was pretty, right?”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“Yeah, they’re just matches,” I continued, my voice growing thick with tears. “And memories and smells and sounds and butterflies in my stomach every time I heard the car door slam outside, telling me that he was home. A thousand dreams of all the places I’d have adventures someday.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“I didn’t feel so lost when he was around. It was the only time I didn’t feel lost.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“What if her heart had hardened so much that she closed herself off in order to survive?”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“You talked about an ungrateful generation whose lives revolve around the technology yours gave us. I just don’t…” I paused. “I just don’t think that’s a useful perspective.” “Clarify.” I straightened in my seat, sitting forward, away from Damon’s touch. “Well, it’s like taking your child to an auto lot to buy a car and being angry when they choose a car,” I explained. “I don’t think it’s right to get aggravated with the public for utilizing conveniences that are made available to them.” He talked about my generation’s “bloated sense of entitlement,” but it went much deeper than that. “But they don’t fully appreciate the convenience of it in their lives,” Professor Cain argued. “Because it’s not a convenience to them,” I shot back, growing stronger. “It’s their normal, because their frame of reference is different than yours was growing up. And we’ll say it’s a convenience when our children have things we didn’t. But again, that won’t be a convenience to them, either. It will be their normal.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“They’re hopes and wishes and reminders and all the times I smiled, knowing he’d remembered me while he was gone.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“I wanted to get into a little trouble. I wanted to catch some rain, find something that made my heart pump again, and I wanted to know what it was like to not have anyone to grab onto.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“And the things that were irreplaceable in life were the only things of value.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“You robbed your own fucking store, Rika!” Will laughed and grabbed fistfuls of my sweatshirt, shouting into my face. “You’re the fucking king, baby!”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“Drugs are a crutch for people too ignorant to self-destruct on their own.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt

“Michael leaned in, his voice turning low and heavy. “And how about me?”
I swallowed, still studying my drink. What song described him? What band?
That was like trying to pick one food to eat for the rest of your life.
“Disturbed,” I said, naming the band and still looking down at the glass.
He said nothing. Only remained still before finally sitting back and tipping his drink up to his lips.
Butterflies swarmed in my stomach, and I kept my breathing even.
“Drowning Pool, Three Days Grace, Five Finger Death Punch,” I continued, “Thousand Foot Krutch, 10 Years, Nothing More, Breaking Benjamin, Papa Roach, Bush…” I paused, exhaling nice and slow despite the way my heart drummed. “Chevelle, Skillet, Garbage, Korn, Trivium, In This Moment…” I drifted off, peace settling over me as I looked up at him. “You’re in everything.”
― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt