#lt

I recognized Meg’s swirly handwriting and crooked my index finger into the side of the envelope to rip it open. There was no letter. Just a picture. A picture of Meg holding a picture of me. The word HOME echoed through my body like a rifle shot. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#glass-girl #henry-whitmire #high-school #laura-anderson-kurk #long-distance-relationship

Wait,” Quinn said. “There’s one more thing.” I turned around and raised an eyebrow. His eyes were wary and he lacked his usual confidence. “Go to the Winter Dance with me. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#glass-girl #henry-whitmire #high-school #laura-anderson-kurk #long-distance-relationships

I couldn’t stop crying because it was so intimate, in that way I always thought being physical with him would feel. If someone had walked in they might have thought Henry was barely touching me. I knew the truth of it. He was laying me open and bare to him and to God. There wasn’t a more intimate act. I would never recover from this. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#glass-girl #high-school #intimacy #laura-anderson-kurk #love

What I know about you, Henry,” he said. “Is that you, as big as you are, know how to walk gently on this earth. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#dating #faith #gentleness #glass-girl #henry-whitmire

I get that. For you, it’s more than following a bunch of rules—no sex, no booze, no swear words, pray every night and twice on Sunday. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#cussing #dating #faith #glass-girl #god

You’re kidding, right? The whole town will know where we are just by the idle on that thing.” He feigned a look of shock. “That thing is a 1966 GTO. It has a name, okay? It’s Mack—as in ‘to mack on women.’ I rebuilt it last year, and I was told the engine makes girls hot.” “Someone actually used those words? Is it true?” “TBD,” he said. “You’re goofy. Let’s ride in my Jeep. Its name is Jeep.” Quinn chuckled. “Kavanagh has a smart mouth. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#dating #glass-girl #henry-whitmire #high-school #laura-anderson-kurk

It was now December 7, 1941; the date that Franklin D. Roosevelt was destined to declare would live in infamy. ↗

— Randall Wallace

#fdr #franklin-d-roosevelt #history #pearl-harbor #world-war-ii

I'm not going anywhere until you're safe," Christian says to me, real quiet. "Isn't that quaint. The chivalrous Unseelie prince with the dick of death," Ryodan mocks. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#ryodan #death

It's not about surviving. It should be about love. When you know love...that's what makes this life worth it. When you live with it everyday. Wake up with it, hold on to it during the thunder and after a nightmare. When love is your refuge from the death that surrounds us all and when it fills you so tight that you can't express it. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#the-forest-of-hands-and-teeth #ya #ya-lit #young-adult #zombies

The police seemed to think I killed her, which is crazy, because I loved her like a thousand drops of blood dripping down a dagger. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#dagger #death #framed #guilt #guilty