Meg(z)han

“Rise, red as the dawn!”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm

“Although she could not put it to words, as you or I would, her hand grasping The Stranger's hand asked a question, "Who are you?" And into her eager little palm the word came back "T-E-A-C-H-E-R.”
― Lorena A. Hickok, The Story of Helen Keller

“I'm allowed to hate someone else's dream, even if it's my reality.”
― Jennette McCurdy, I'm Glad My Mom Died

“Without thinking, I say what I really mean. "I miss her."
He responds in kind. "So do I."
We're talking about two different people, but the sentiment is the same. He looks down at his hands, as if ashamed of the love he feels for someone he cannot have. I know what that agony is like. What an anchor it is. How it will eventually drown us both.”
― Victoria Aveyard, War Storm