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Brenna Yovanoff
By Anonym 14 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

The fact is, the contest has always been invulnerability, and even when you win, you still lose.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

I just want that, the way I feel when you kiss me. Just having it makes all the bad things better.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Yo no sé nada de Dios (...), pero sí sé algo de la tradición. Tú y yo somos gente literal. Sea cual sea la interpretación más obvia, ésa es nuestra verdad. Cuando las iglesias antiguas proclamaron sus leyes, sentaron un precedente. Ellos creen que la tierra consagrada rechaza nuestras almas y, puesto que su convicción es tan fuerte, nuestros cuerpos sienten dolor.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Her gaze was direct, full of a sadness so raw and crystallized that I could see the shape of it. It ringed her pupils in rusty starbursts, but she was grinning--this terrible, ferocious grin. It made her look like she wanted to tear someone's throat out.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

...the pain of loss would bet better eventually...It didn't get better, it just go different.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Are you waiting for someone to come and get you?” I whisper. I sound small and thirsty. He doesn’t answer. Instead, he bends his head and kisses me, just once, then let’s me go. When Connor would kiss Angelie in the halls last spring, he did it like he was trying to suck the chocolate off the outside of a Klondike bar. It could last for hours. This is more like seeing a star fall - thrilling and soundless and then over.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

When I press my forehead to his back, the shape of his pain is alluring, almost visible. It forms him, tells him to protect himself, makes him everything he is. He needs to keep it.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Running is like music. It requires rhythm and focus. It requires dedication. It requires a dogged ability to shut out everything else. The herd is strung out below me, keeping time with the thump and slap of their cross-trainers. I hold the sound in my head and subtract cars, trucks, motorcycles, voices until it’s nothing but a song.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

You can't keep acting like this," Lillian says, and for the first time in months, it's like she's actually trying to be nice. "Tragedy isn't this evil thing that came from outer space. It's just there, you know. Along with everything else.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Once, I ordered two thousand lady bugs from the local garden center and set them loose in the atrium. I sprinkled marigold seeds in the ficus planters and put gold fish in the lobby fountain. These are things I did with no consequences, no repercussions. My nineteen detentions were for smart answers and missed homework. There is no equivalent punishment for making the world a stranger place.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

I had only to remember that centuries before, men fell in battle for the daughter of Troy, that passions carried greater weight than decorum. It took so little to prove that human life and property are devastatingly temporary. All she had to do was lie down for a prince. They burned the city to the ground.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Did you ever think about boys?' I say, staring up into the dark. 'There wasn't room,' she whispers, and her voice is unbelievably sad. 'At first, after Connor, I was just waiting. I was going to get a new boyfriend soon- as soon as I was prettier or better, more perfect. But after a while there was no room for anything else. If I though about kissing or sex, I just started feeling ugly, too awful for anything good.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

That was the thing about being bereaved. People were overcome with sympathy. They did things for you without even considering whether or not it was the right thing to do.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Let me tell you a little bit about demons. They love pain and other people’s misery. They lie when it suits them and don’t see anything wrong with it. They corrupt and kill and destroy, all without conscience. You just don’t have the capacity for something as honorable as loving another person.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

The new mythology of love was that it bent to the fashion of the day, obligated to take the shape of doves, lilies, jewels. This is a lie. Love is sometimes as passionate as war.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

I wanted it in the way you sometimes want to jump into very cold water, even though you know it won't feel good. I wanted to go numb. To see what it felt like to be someone else.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

La verdad es que no nos gustan los nombres. Cuando le pones nombre a algo, le quitas parte de su poder. Se vuelve algo conocido. Nos han llamado muchísimas cosas: los buenos vecinos, los seres mágicos. Los grises, los antiguos, los otros. Espíritus y fantasmas y demonios. En Gentry nunca nos han dado un nombre. Aquí no somos nada.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Intention is one of the most powerful forces there is. What you mean when you do a thing will always determine the outcome. The law creates the world.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Goodbye," she said. When I didn't say it back, she rested her hand on the top of my head. The weight was strange and gentle. "I love you," she said. "And when I tell you goodbye, I don't mean forever or for long. Just that I'm going home now, and so are you.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

People make decisions, and maybe you don't always agree, but those choices are still their own.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

But what Davenport had been born into had taken so much from her, leaving her with just the wickedest and the worst. Her father had given her life, and then taken every scrap of joy or freedom, and even now that he was dead, all he had left her with was a deep, abiding hatred for what she was.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

We lay on the grass beside the cemetery fence, kissing and shivering. Her teeth started to chatter and I pulled her against me, which made me feel like a superhero for no apparent reason.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

My father gave me a ruined boy to compensate for the fact that he does not love me. The boy is fragile, broken—broke himself—broke everything. I asked him why he did it. He said because the world was unlivable. He said it was unlovable, but I think he meant himself. I think he meant that loneliness is sometimes painful. I curl against him, tuck my head beneath his chin and listen to his heart. It says stay and wait. It says regret. He knows what it is to want love, a love so fierce you grow roots. I hear his heart say please. He went looking for angels and found me instead, girl of the sorrows, sad but not sorry. I waited for a sign, a star to fall. He reached for a knife and drew branches.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Emma, la maestra de la mentira. La reina del "Mi hermano es normal", "Mi hermano es tímido". Mi hermano es muy enfermizo, tiene alergias, mononucleosis, intoxicación alimentaria, la gripe. Y la mentira más grande y más turbia de tods: "Mi hermano".

By Anonym 19 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

...the pain of loss would get better eventually...It didn't get better, it just got different.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Tender," she said again. "Tender is kind and gentle. It's also sore, like the skin around an injury.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

From the window, I watch the city and the freeway. In the distance, the sky-rises look like mystic spires, unbearably close and far. I want to pick them up and eat them. I want to scream out loud sometimes, but I never do.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Sometimes it doesn't matter how dark the world gets. You can be saved by the smallest thing.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

I'm not about love, but in this moment, I wish that I were.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

It's strange, but seeing something broken is somehow worse when you can tell that it used to be beautiful.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

You presume to name those who have no name. We are pandemonium and disaster. We are the dancing, gibbering horror of the world.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

I've never been impulsive. It's always been in my nature to consider things carefully and then decide upon the best solution. Except, sometimes the circumstances change. Sometimes things get so complicated and so bad that your nature just doesn't matter anymore.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

I fell headfirst into a sinkhole of pretty things, and the world inside your eyelids is just as big as the one outside.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

The world is full of unused corners.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Because I was conceived and born and I grew up. I'm breathing and my heart is beating and as much as it hurts ― as much searing, monumental pain it causes me ― I have to exist.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

The simple truth is that you can understand the way you are. You can know and love and hate it. You can blame it, resent it, and nothing changes. In the end, you're just a part of it.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

I'm not normal, Tate." "I know." Her hand was working its way under my shirt, then touching my skin, sliding over my chest and stomach. "Does this feel good?" I closed my eyes and nodded. "You're normal enough.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Davenport stood in the middle of it with her arms out from her sides, her fingers spread as the creek churned around her. She was crying now, long sobs that made her whole body shake. I had always thought the world was good, that everyone could find the beauty in themselves. Everyone could honor, and forgive, and live a full and gorgeous life, even when the hands they'd been dealt weren't easy. But what Davenport had been born into had taken so much from her, leaving her with just the wickedest and the worst. Her father had given her life, and then taken every scrap of joy or freedom, and even now that he was dead, all he had left her with was a deep, abiding hatred for what she was. Her power was tremendous, working through her, but it had gone to rot, and without someone to help her and to love her, she did not know how to take it back. "Yes," I said to the fiend, water spilling out of my mouth. "Yes - whatever she needs. Give her whatever she needs.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

What's wrong?" His voice was loud, so sharp that he sounded angry. I knew I should be careful, keep the secret, but I was too far gone to talk around it. My chest was working in huge spasms and I could barely breathe. "I kissed her." "And then you went into anaphylactic shock?" I closed my eyes and let the rain patter against my face through the open window "She has her tongue pierced.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Why does she always seem to think you drive like we're holding up a bank?" Roswell grinned and rolled his eyes, "Because that's what teenagers do, right? They also carve swastikas into their arms, steal prescription drugs from old people, and freebase cocaine. I need to institute a policy where she stops watching 60 Minutes and pretty much all public service announcements.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

This is aeons older than you or your family. Older than the town. Blood makes the sun shine and the crops grow. This is the truth of the world." Tate stared down at her, then said in a soft, deadly voice that was almost a whisper, "Fuck the world. I just want my sister back.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

You're terribly selfish, you know. I've loved you so long, and it was never dear or precious to you. I might as well have not loved you at all.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Brenna Yovanoff

Once, my mother told a whole host of angels that she’d rather die than go back to a man she didn’t love.