Danielle

“I don’t melt for you, Jake Compton,” she murmurs, holding my gaze. “I burn.” With that, she slips over my knee and darts out of the van. Oh, baby girl, the chase is so fucking on.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“The thing about depression is its weight. It’s so damn heavy. Every breath is a fight. Every step takes so much effort. It’s like trying to move through wet sand. It’s so much easier to lie down and let the sand fill your mouth and ears and eyes, to let it seep into your soul and obliterate all the nothingness.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Midnight Valentine

“The power shall always belong to those who give their lives to the city.”
― Sarah J. Maas, House of Earth and Blood

“Once you’d begun to toy with the very fabric of your own sanity, all you could do is grab a sled and slide down that steep slope like the Devil himself was on your back.”
― Santana Knox, Heartless Heathens