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Shatter Me Complete Collection

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  • Dreaцитируетв прошлом месяце
    I trip backward until I hit the wall, leaning against it for support. I know who to blame. I know where the fault lies.

    Juliette is dead because of me.

    no actually, it's not and i promise literally no one cares bruh. you stayed with James and you're both alive and that's good, let's keep it moving buddy

  • Dreaцитируетв прошлом месяце
    “Justice, son.” Anderson is staring at me now. “I’m talking about justice. I like the idea of setting things right. Of putting order back into the world. And I was waiting for you to arrive so I could show you exactly what I mean. This,” he says, “is what I should’ve done the first time.” He glances at Warner. “Are you listening? Pay close attention now. Are you watching?”

    He pulls out a gun.

    And shoots me in the chest.

    it's the fact that he said it like he was gonna show us a magic trick

  • Dreaцитируетв прошлом месяце
    “You sick piece of shit,” Adam says to him, his voice low, measured.

    “Such unfortunate language.” Warner shakes his head. “Only those who cannot express themselves intelligently would resort to such crude substitutions in vocabulary.”
  • Dreaцитируетв прошлом месяце
    Sometimes I wonder about glue.

    No one ever stops to ask glue how it’s holding up. If it’s tired of sticking things together or worried about falling apart or wondering how it will pay its bills next week.

    Kenji is kind of like that.

    He’s like glue. He works behind the scenes to keep things together and I’ve never stopped to think about what his story might be. Why he hides behind the jokes and the snark and the snide remarks.
  • Dreaцитируетв прошлом месяце
    Focus.

    It’s one word but it’s enough, it’s all it takes to make me feel sick. Everyone, it seems, needs me to focus. First Warner needed me to focus, and now Castle needs me to focus.

    I’ve never been able to follow through.

    oh yeah, i remember disliking her character in this; tbh though, it's probably harder to read because these are parts of myself that I dislike

  • Dreaцитируетв прошлом месяце
    I almost forget that she still hates me, despite how hard I’ve fallen for her.

    And I’ve fallen.

    So hard.

    I’ve hit the ground. Gone right through it. Never in my life have I felt this. Nothing like this. I’ve felt shame and cowardice, weakness and strength. I’ve known terror and indifference, self-hate and general disgust. I’ve seen things that cannot be unseen.

    And yet I’ve known nothing like this terrible, horrible, paralyzing feeling. I feel crippled. Desperate and out of control. And it keeps getting worse. Every day I feel sick. Empty and somehow aching.

    Love is a heartless bastard.

    I’m driving myself insane.
  • Dreaцитируетв прошлом месяце
    You’re buried in hatred, aren’t you? Anger? Frustration? Itching to do something? To be someone?”

    “No.”

    “Of course you are. You’re just like me.”

    “I hate you more than you will ever understand.”

    “We’re going to make an excellent team.”
  • Dreaцитируетв прошлом месяце
    “I have no potential!”

    “You’re wrong.” He’s glaring at me. There’s no other way to describe it. I could almost say he hates me in this moment. Hates me for hating myself.

    “Well you’re the murderer,” I tell him. “So you must be right.”

    His smile is laced with dynamite. “Go to sleep.”

    “Go to hell.”

    He works his jaw. Walks to the door. “I’m working on it.”
  • Dreaцитируетв прошлом месяце
    I hate these rough cotton pants they’ve put me in. I hate that I’m not wearing socks. I want to shower. I want to change.

    I want to put a bullet through Adam Kent’s spine.

    typical everyday brotherhood

  • Dreaцитируетв прошлом месяце
    “Well, I’m permanently uninterested.” I want so badly to tell him that I’m unavailable. I want to tell him that I’m in a serious relationship. I want to tell him that Adam’s made me promises.

    But I can’t.

    just putting it out there, Warner would never. Although, i don't remember him being as needy then as i see it now

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