Ava Drew

“Michael leans in to kiss my cheek. “You can keep your dreams,” he whispers. “But I dream only of you.”
― Kim Liggett, The Grace Year

“Loving someone is vulnerable. It's sensitive. It's tender. And I get lost in them. If I love someone, I start to disappear. It's so much easier to just do googly eyes and fond memories and inside jokes for a few months, run the second things start to get real, then repeat the cycle with someone new.”
― Jennette McCurdy, I'm Glad My Mom Died

“I feel like the world is divided into two types of people: people who know loss and people who don't.”
― Jennette McCurdy, I'm Glad My Mom Died

“I always thought of myself as such a solitary creature—oh, how I longed to be alone—but I didn’t realize until I got out here how much of that is false. Something I told myself to feel strong … better than the rest. I spent most of my life watching people, judging them, sorting them into some category or another, because it kept the focus off myself.”
― Kim Liggett, The Grace Year