Suha

These pages could be talked about every single day and it still wouldn’t be enough. In this scene Feyre was mean and selfish. She didn’t spare a single thought to how Lucien was feeling and she felt no guilt for the terrible situation she’d singlehandedly landed him in.

[hospital gets bombed]

like as if the sun had set within her and risen onto her skin.

Boss made a dollar

I made a dime,

That was a poem

From a simpler time.

Now boss makes a thousand

And gives us a cent

While he’s got employees 

Who can’t pay the rent.

So when boss makes a million

And the workers make jack

Then that’s when we riot

And take our lives back.

I would take it and smear the blood on my own hand, so he wouldn’t carry the burden alone anymore.

I fall to my knees and finally collapse onto the ground.

I cry with no sound.

My tears water the earth.

May every fallen leaf, every pumpkin, every bonfire, every sunset, scream my name when it meets your eyes.