— The Twilight (2008)

-wordlywizard

Everything goes dry when he’s gone. The world halts growing, and the leaves fall stale in the wind. He’s a torrential rainstorm though, and when he comes back it’s just as bad. The streets flood up and the little flowers drown. I keep telling him to leave me, to let me grow on my own, but I can’t be without him. And so he always comes back.

— yushaunwritten

I have always liked my people a bit damage. A bit difficult to stereotype. A bit stranger than the normal crowd. I liked people whose eyes tell story and whose smiles have fought through wars. If you're perfect, chances are, we aren't going to get on. If you're one of the cool kids, chances are, you won't like me. You see, what I want is authentic. What I want to see is your purity, I want to see you wear your scars, I want to see how brave you are with your vulnerability, how emotionally naked do you let the world see you. Your damage may not be beautiful, but it has made you exquisite. It makes you original, different - and one of my kind people because people like you are the most incredible things about this world.

— Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl