Darken the Stars

I think I’m the most hurt by the fact that I’m not like him. I would’ve chosen him over everything else. The whole world could’ve burned down and I would’ve pulled him from the wreckage of it.

You’re so adorable sometimes. I almost don’t regret not killing you.

She’s a loner. She pays her own way. She is someone who doesn’t know her place, or if she does, she doesn’t abide by the rules. She’ll see right through your lies. She’ll steal your heart without even trying. She’ll blink at you with a million whispers in the night while she holds your hand as if she’s the only one who fits it right. You’ll want to carry her bones inside your bones.

You can’t be serious!” “I’m so serious.” “He’s a psychopath.” “He’s my psychopath.

Even swimming in sorrow, he won’t let me drown.

You’ve changed me. I want to be the favorite taste that touches your lips.

it eat my brain?” I ask. He looks confused. “No.” “Mind control?” I ask. “I wish.

He becomes a thief, wiping away my tears with the back of his hand, trying to steal my sorrow from me.

I’m not in love with him. I would never call it that. It’s more of a growing fascination with him. He’s unlike anyone I’ve ever known, but he’s maladjusted and broken—unpredictable and frightening.

I’m just a collection of sad stories, Kyon.” “I

Then you might have to kill everyone.” “So be it.” “Why are you so crazy?” I ask as I gently rest my forehead against his chest.

No one has ever worn my clothes before.” “No one would dare,” I murmur. “You’re a scary beast.” “You dared.” “I did, but I have a problem with authority.” He

He has an equal stack of pancakes on his plate. He picks up his fork and says, “You know these aren’t very good for Pretty Town.

You. Must. Chill. Do you know what that means?” He looks at me in exasperation. “I never know what you’re trying to say. I have no idea what being cold brings to this situation.” For