Ann Marie

“Dad," I admonished lightly. "You can't threaten the King. You'll be pooping in buckets by nightfall."
"I don't care," he retorted. "I'd poop in buckets for the rest of my life if it means your heart was safe.”
― T.J. Klune, The Lightning-Struck Heart

“When had his back been broken? When had his seventeen-year-old passion been snuffed? Was it his professor’s words? Or was it the hundreds, thousands, millions of side-eyed glares and breathless sneers, the looks that promised a beating, a killing, if he only waited around for the pleasure. The news that told him every day he was worth less than all others. He was expendable. He wasn’t worth saving. His life was measured in statistics, in timescales and chances and tsks and sighs.”
― Tal Bauer, Hush

“All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others.”
― George Orwell, Animal Farm

“If love is an eternal thing, Ev? Then he loves you still. And he wants you to be happy. Your grief is a monument to his death, just like my mom and her endless fucking memorials. Your happiness is a monument to his love.”
― May Archer, The Fall