Ellee

“Since I wasn’t supposed to know anything about them, I kept a confused yet curious look on my face. You know the one I’m talking about. The one when you’ve farted in a crowded room and you wonder if anyone is going to call you out on it, so you just look around with that ‘who did it, it wasn’t me’ face. Thank fuck for my ugly ass outfit.”
― A.J. Macey, Rival

“The world would be a better place if more people knew when to stop talking. Everyone says too much, all the time. Ask them a simple question, and they’ll give you their entire life story. No one cares! Just say yes or no.”
― Karen M. McManus, Nothing More to Tell

“In another life, I would’ve tried to know her. I would’ve admired her and read her poems written by my own hand. I would’ve walked with her through fields of stardrops, danced with her in the stream.”
― Charissa Weaks, The Witch Collector

“What are you scared of?” he asks, his voice so soft. “What is it you fear when it comes to me?” I look up at him, and a thousand answers chase through my mind. The truth boils down to one thing, though, a truth I can’t hold inside anymore. “That I will never let myself know what it is to be yours. That I will deny myself this. Deny myself you. Out of fear.” I pat his chest before continuing. “Because I am so scared of losing anyone else.”
― Charissa Weaks, The Witch Collector