Wendy♡

“She loved mysteries so much that she became one.”
― John Green, Paper Towns

“Then he pulled out a handgun and shot me in the chest. I was standing on the lawn and I fell. The bullet hole opened wide and my heart rolled out of my rib cage and down into a flower bed. Blood gushed rhythmically from my open wound,
then from my eyes,
my ears,
my mouth.
It tasted like salt and failure. The bright red shame of being unloved soaked the grass in front of our house, the bricks of the path, the steps of the porch. My heart spasmed among the peonies like a trout.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“Maybe all the strings inside him broke.”
― John Green, Paper Towns

“Life is only precious because it ends, kid.”
― Rick Riordan, The Son of Neptune