116 Quotes by Julie Anne Peters

I’m sorry you don’t get it, Mom. Sometimes I don’t get why I do the things I do. I just know I wake up every morning and wish I was dead.

She was in me, in my blood, invading every cell in my body. She was the one I wanted. She was the one I saw, felt, desired. This was wrong. He was wrong. It was all so wrong.

You won’t know until it’s over. You won’t find me in time.

Because no one can be trusted.

But she never just accepted me for the way I was.

Our eyes met across the crowded room, like in the movies, except we didn’t share a knowing smile and race into each other’s arms. Instead I fell into the trash can.

What can happen in a few minutes changes you forever.

I knew if I gave into it, I’d have to surrender myself completely. I’d lose all control. Everything I knew, everything I was, the walls I’d built up to protect myself all these years would come crashing down. I might get lost in the rubble. Yet, she made me feel alive in a way I’d only ever imagined I could feel. Bells, whistles, music.

I’m scared. What will tomorrow bring? It has to be better than today. It has to.