⋆ Neela ⋆

“So,” he says, slyly raising his eyebrows with typical Michael suavity. “You hate yourself. I hate myself. Common interests. We should get together.”
― Alice Oseman, Solitaire

“It was in nightmares, and crashing pans, and heavy breaths, and dropped pencils, and thunderstorms, and closing doors, and too loud, and too quiet, and alone and not, and the ruffle of pages, and the tapping of keys and every click and every creak. The gun was always there. It lived inside her now.”
― Holly Jackson, Good Girl, Bad Blood

“All friendships are selfish. Maybe if we were all selfless, we would leave each other alone.”
― Alice Oseman, Solitaire

“Are you drunk?” “I’m a poet.”
― Alice Oseman, Solitaire