Sam cupped my face in his hands and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were yellow, sad, wolf, mine. "These stay the same. Remember that when you look at me. Remember it's me. Please.”

I fell for her in summer, my lovely summer girl, From summer she is made, my lovely summer girl, I’d love to spend a winter with my lovely summer girl, But I’m never warm enough for my lovely summer girl.

one thousand ways to say good-bye, one thousands ways to cry, one thousand ways to hang your hat before you go outside.

Favorite Summer Read [2/3]  ➝ Shiver by Maggie Stiefvater

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She loved all the wolves behind her house, but she loved one of them most of all. And this one loved her back. 

“Cole,” I said, “do you think I’m lovable?” “As in ‘cuddly and’?” “As in ‘able to be loved,’” I said. (...) “Maybe,” he said. “But you won’t let anybody try.”

ya lit meme: eight otps (3/8)  ↪ cole and isabel