648 Quotes by Katie McGarry

Were you stalking her?” the guy next to Razor asks. Pigpen. I bet this is the Pigpen Razor has talked about.

Her spirit is hurting, weak and in need, and so is mine. I don’t know much either. I’m confused and blinded by the fog we’ve stumbled into, but Violet is real and warm and a fortress by which I fall to my knees whenever I come into contact. I need her, she needs me and tonight we just need to hold each other.

I love Ryan. I’m in love with him. I love how he smiles. I love how he moves. I love his hands on my body and his lips on mine. I love how he laughs. I love how he makes me laugh. I love how he can smooth away the roughness and make me feel like someone worth loving.

Running is still running. It doesn’t matter if it’s a physical move from one place to another or if it’s to within yourself.

It’s as if the sun has melted off her outer shell and has revealed the girl I once knew, and a woman I want to get to know.

Several photographers have mumbled between each other about my glasses. They’re just jealous because I make glasses sexy, and it must suck to not be me.

Two roads. One path. Can’t take both.

Pigpen got excited because he made me grin when he told me that he thought PTSD stood for Probably There’s Something wrong but Dunno what.

I don’t know who I am anymore, but I do know I don’t want to be this girl. I just want to be me. But according to Sean, I don’t get what I want unless I compromise, and I don’t want to compromise.