Karen M. McManus Quotes

Bronwyn: Well, I'd like to try. I f you want to. Not because we're thrown together in this weird situation and I think you're hot, altough I do. But because you're smart, and funny, and you do the right thing more often than you give youerself credit for. I like your horrible taste in movies and the way you never sugarcoat anything and the fact that you have an actual lizard. I'd be proud to be your girlfriend, even in a nonoffical capacity while we're, you know, being investigated for murder. Plus, I can't go more than a few minutes without wanting to kis you, so - there's that.

Nate: You're doing better than me. I never stop thinking about kissing you.

Your brother saved you.

The first seven years of the Joshua tree's life, it's just a vertical stem. No branches," she told me while we were hiking. "It takes years before it blossoms. And every branching stem stops growing after it blossoms, so you've got this complex system of dead areas and new growth."
I used to think about that, sometimes, when I wondered what parts of her might still be alive.

Sure, sure. No rush, no pressure. It's entirely up to you, Cooper."

People always say that but it doesn't feel true. About anything.

But you can't change the past, you know? All you can do is try harder next time. So don't give up on yourself just yet.

She's a pain in my ass and I can't remember why I wanted to kiss her so badly a few minutes ago.

If you could be anyhwere in five years, doing anything at all, what would you pick?

I'm the omniscient narrator

She moves a little closer, brushing against my hip, and an electric charge runs through me.

Now, now." She sits across from me with her toast and offers me a slice, but I push it back toward her. "Give it time. Do you remember what I told you in the hospital?" I shake my head. "Things'll get worse before they get better. Well, they surely did get worse, and now there's nowhere to go but up." She takes a bite and I keep spinning the quarter until she swallows. "You should bring that boy of yours by sometime for dinner, Cooper. It's about time we met him.

I don't understand why the world insists on stuffing kids into boxes we never asked for, and then gets mad when we won't stay there.

All of Fright Farm's success is based on how much people love to be scared in a controlled environment. There's something deeply satisfying about confronting a monster and escaping unscathed. Real monsters aren't anything like that. They don't let go

My sisters treated me like a living doll for years, carrying me around so much that I didn't bother learning to walk until I was almost two.

Some people are too toxic to live. They just are.

I thought she was your mother.

Are we friends, or just a couple of people without better options?

No matter how much you care about someone, things change when they used to be around all the time an then suddenly, they're not.

Things'll get worse before they get better.

It sucks when the person who ruined your life gets to walk around like always.
As if what they did doesn't matter.
I beg to disagree with your conclusion, though.
There's always something you can do. - Darkestmind

Like only Corcoran twin gets to move on.

Addy gives me hope, because even though her life fell apart when Simon's blog revealed her worst mistake, she put things back together–better than before. She's stronger, happier, and much closer to her sister. Addy is the queen of second chances, and right now I really need the reminder that those exist.

Like we're some kind of hip high school murder club without a care in the world.

She cocks her head at me and adds, "I don't need your commentary if you disagree, by the way."

I hold up my hands. "Wasn't going to say a word, Addy."

"When did you even start knowing my name," she deadpans.

I grin at her. "You've gotten kinda feisty since you lost all the hair. And the boyfriend.

Welcome to life in a small town. You're only as good as the best thing your family's done. Or the worst.

Honestly, I don't care what we do. I just want to stay wrapped around him for as long as possible, fighting sleep and forgetting about the rest of the world.

No matter how awful the rest of my life is, my hair still manages to look good.

So our crew is back to being all girls, and stays that way for the rest of lunch. The only other guy who'd sit with us never bothers making an appearance in the cafeteria. But I pass Nate in the hallway afterward, and all the questions bubbling in my brain about Simon, Leah, and Janae disappear when he gives me a fleeting grin.

Because God, it's beautiful when that boy smiles.

Jake still won't talk to me, and I miss him so much, it's like I've been hollowed out by a nuclear blast and there's nothing left but ashes fluttering inside brittle bones. I've sent him dozens of texts that aren't only unanswered; they're unread. He unfriended me on Facebook and unfollowed me on Instagram and Snapchat. He's pretending I don't exist and I'm starting to think he's right. If I'm not Jake's girlfriend, who am I?

At this moment, I've never wanted to do anything as much as I want to grab his face and kiss every inch of it.

I let myself out and climb onto my bike, putting on my helmet. As soon as it's clipped tight I push up the kickstand and I'm pedaling hard down Jake's driveway. Once my heart finds a comfortable pounding rhythm, I remember how it almost beat out of my chest when I confessed to cheating on Jake. I'd never felt so trapped in my life. I thought I'd feel the same way in his living room today, waiting for him to tell me again I'm not good enough.

But I didn't, and I don't. For the first time in a long time, I feel free.

That's the kind of person you can get away with killing: someone everybody else wants dead.

This is such a disconcerting mode of communication. It's weird trying to keep a conversation rolling without nonverbal cues or spell check.

But I'm starting to realize there are some things you can't undo, no matter how good your intentions are.

We're endgame."
I wipe a stray tear from the corner of my eye. "What does that mean?"
"It means that we'll wind up together eventually. It might take a year for us to sort everything out, or two, or ten. Whatever. But it'll happen.

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I don't know why it's so hard for people to admit that sometimes they're just assholes who screw up because they don't expect to get caught.