44 Quotes by Allyson Kennedy

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    Being a songwriter is hard to hide—always doing it in plain sight at school, I mean—but I play guitar behind closed doors only. The lyrics, they’re words on paper. To have someone hear me play the guitar, they’d be glimpsing through the boarded-up windows of my soul. And, to be honest, I’m not ready for anyone to snag front row tickets yet.

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    Whatever. I’m going to class.”“No, Harriet! You mustn’t flee the premises! Mr. Elton will soon admire thee!” She’s been poking fun at my Austen obsession since she read Emma in English. I roll my eyes, not bothering to look back at her as I speed walk to Geometry. “Dude, spoiler alert. She doesn’t end up with Elton.

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    As I’m sitting down, a spark flashes from the corner of my eye. She lights an unscented candle, the coy smile that Ryanne inherited appearing on her face. Scratch that again. I’m going to go make a new life for myself in the woods, away from people forever

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    There you go. Start making music again.”“See, that’s where the problem is.” He lets go of my hand and faces me square on. “I think I’ve forgotten how. I need a lighthouse.” His lips pull into a small smile again, and it’s all I can do not to cry.“Alright then,” I manage. “If music makes you happy, let’s make music.

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    I’ll admit to being a stupid, young girl with a hopeless crush who for some, preposterous reason, won’t give up on the boy she once gagged at the thought of loving. The boy who has a death grip on the shattered remains of her heart, the boy she knows will never give her the chance she craves, as his heart has already been won. The first and only boy she’s ever cried over.

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    He once told me not to cry over him, that he wasn’t worth it. That he wasn’t worth being cared about by anyone else. That he was replaceable. Discardable. Trash.That’s what the world decided he was, but the world never knew Sawyer Alston quite like I did. Despite my love of a lifetime allotting me only ten months’ time, despite Sawyer taking to heart all the wrong things in life, he only ended up being wrong about one thing.He was worth it to me.

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