Becca Ritchie Quotes

Maximoff lowers his voice. 'The shade is called My Lips Against Your Lips, and it's not coming off. Stop rubbing and let's form a plan.

Rose-"Then you'll need to buy me some barf bags."
Conner-"do you always vomit on guys you like or just me?"
Rose-" the more you fish for compliments the more I want to puke on you".
Conner- "So it is just me then ".

Our I love yous encompass years of heartache, of hurt, of laughter and pain. And every time we say the words, I feel the rush of our childhood. I couldn't imagine ever losing that.

You're holding onto an idea. She's not in love with you anymore. Maybe she never did - maybe you concocted it all in your head. (Fuck you.)

With her, and only with her, the dead in me is alive.

I didn't know someone could find a way to be conceited about houseplants, but Connor has lots of talent in making his belongings seem superior.

Plus, if we invited Luna, we'd have to invite Jane's two brothers, Eliot Cobalt and Tom Cobalt. Which would probably end with me calling the fire department or our on-call doctor.

If you hurt her, I'll personally snip off your balls and hang them on the Christmas tree this year.

'Dad' she huffs.
'Kinney Hale,' he refutes, "I banished ghosts from this house millenniums ago. They're all afraid of me.

I hate that I had to pull out my wallet and buy respect.

Timo is the kind of guy you wish you knew. Intriguing. Captivating. I'm the shadow to his ceaseless light.

Forever is not nearly long enough,

It's supposed to be a joke, but John is the one with the insults while Timo exultantly chases after him, like a firefly in a storm cloud.

I'd always let him catch me.

My arm strength is puny, but I'd hold Luna longer than Kate Winslet let Leonardo DiCaprio share a door in Titanic. The thought puffs out my chest like I'm invincible.

Dreams are true while they last,'" he recites in a whisper, "'and do we not live in dreams?

Uncle Lo sas that it's not a party until there's salsa. It's a party rule, right?' She looks to Jane.
'Well...' Jane muses the idea for too long.
I cut in, 'My dad could also eat five hot sauce packets for brunch and nothing else.'

'Famous ones,' Farrow calls out and our heads turn to him. 'There's no salsa rule for parties. Not normal.

(What can I say? My name is Luka Kotova, I'm an irresponsible fuck-up. Thanks for your time. Now let me be.)

I want to love Lo without people telling me that our love is too much.

Tom is supine on the carpet, acting like he's dead. He does this. He's not dead. He's grinning.

I think that's the thing about friends who aren't quick to let others in.
When they do give you their friendship, it means something more.
Conner

I explode. "I FUCKING LOVE HER!" I scream, my heart thrashing in my ribs.
His mouth falls, his brows furrowing in confusion the longer he scrutinizes my features. I feel like he's clawing at my insides for answers.
Here they are. "I fell in fucking love with her. It hurt to be away from Daisy. It hurt to watch her with other guys. Everything fucking hurt, and I didn't want to live with that pain anymore. I fucking couldn't." I inhale deeply. "I can't tell you when it became unbearable, but it did

Luna stares at each of us, even Farrow, like she's mentally grouping us together as the Hale family.A band of fucking weirdos

Of course," Connor replies. "Your daughter is already more articulate than you are, so really, I like Sulli more than I like you."
Connor sips his coffee again like he just professed the weather: sunny with a side of fuck you. Ryke flips him off. The more direct approach to a fuck you.

I try to imagine what type of girl Connor would seek, but she seems unfathomable
like a hazy picture with only her brain showing.