Sarah

“There’s always that one guy who gets a hold on you. Not like your best friend’s brother who gets you in a headlock kind of hold. Or the little kid you’re babysitting who attaches himself to your leg kind of hold.
I’m talking epic. Life changing. The “can’t eat, can’t sleep, can’t do your homework, can’t stop giggling, can’t remember anything but his smile” kind of hold. Like, Wesley and Buttercup proportions. Harry and Sally. Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy. The kind of hold in all your favorite ’80s songs, like the “Must Have Been Love”s, the “Take My Breath Away”s, the “Eternal Flame”s—the ones you sing into a hairbrush-microphone at the top of your lungs with your best friends on a Saturday night.”
― Jess Rothenberg, The Catastrophic History of You and Me

“No more, no less. I'm an idiot. I really need to let this crush go.”
― Pittacus Lore, The Rise of Nine

“So quick bright things come to confusion.”
― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream

“How now, spirit! Whither wander you?”
― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream