Linh

“We all occupy space for such a short period of time, even though sometimes it feels like eternity. We’re here, and then gone, and our stuff stays behind. The things that we used, the things that we loved, the things that we treasured, and adored, and despised. Those trinkets exist far longer than we do, and I’ve always imagined them as that—just things. To be bought, sold, gathered.”
― Ashley Poston, Bookish and the Beast

“Love wasn't a whisper in the quiet night. It was a yelp into the void, screaming that you were here.”
― Ashley Poston, The Dead Romantics

“I’m a mess. A work in progress. I’m two steps forward and one step back. I hoard my cheese, and I can’t efficiently load the dishwasher, and I’m going to struggle with the truth until the day I croak.
Jack knows all of this, and he loves me. Not anyway, but because.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“Some people could walk with galaxies tilting at their heart, planets grinding against their ribs, whole worlds dragging in their wake and never stealing their balance.”
― Roshani Chokshi, The Bronzed Beasts