Punk 57 Quotes
"Negative feelings should be released. Just once, right?"
"I’m not sure when I turned into such an idiot, but I’m glad you put up with it."
"I guess not. Narcissists don’t have insecurities, right?"
"She’s my muse, and she has to know it by now."
"Reap, reap, reap, you don’t even know, all you did suffer is what you did sow."
"I wanna lick, while you still taste like you."
"I’ve had half a dozen girlfriends, and all of them I knew ten times less than I know this girl."
"I think they used to control the animatronics and stuff from down here."
"Don’t hold your breath, ‘cause you weren’t first! Someone had to build the stairs that you climb."
"I’m not going to let him in my head like I let them in all those years ago. I’m stronger now."
"The world isn’t always what’s right in front of you, you know? It’s below, it’s above, it’s out there somewhere."
"Everything makes sense now. The cheerleader she talked about in her letters and everything she hated—she was talking about herself."
"The air is cool and fresh as it fills my lungs."
"I miss you every day, I write. You’re my favorite place."
"She’s always nice. Why do I care so much what the other girls think? Why do I want to be friends with them?"
"I stopped being able to talk to you," he nearly whispers. "I stopped finding a way to talk to you."
"I’ll be home late tomorrow. Cheer…swim…, I type."
"This is killing me. I want to know who Punk is, and I want in."
"To go back, simply because that’s where she is."
"I’m glad I never listened to others’ voices in my head, but…I still hear them."
"This is a big ass world, and when we leave our small towns, we’re going to find our tribe."
"You’re not my business, huh? You’re so wet around my fingers. That is my business."
"You don’t get to judge me, or jerk me around or make demands. I’m none of your business."
"You turn me on. God, you turn me on. You’re driving me crazy. I want you to need my hands on you. Do you?"
"You’re perfect. I’m never in line. You’re beautiful, and I’m bad, right?"
"They’ll never matter to us, Ryen. No one knows how this feels."
"I know a lot of it is my fault. My armor got too thick, and I stopped letting people in."
"Sometimes I want to vomit on Lyla when I see her."
"I thought about you when I was in bed that night."
"No one sees you, baby. Just me. And I want to kiss you."
"You belong to me more than you ever did to them."
"I feel like you’re going to disappear any minute. Like you’re not really real."
"I want to feel this. I want to get lost with him for as long as I can."
"I was the real me when I wrote you those letters," she says quietly. "I was everything I wanted to be."
"Because you want good things for the people you…"—she breathes fast, barely whispering—"love."
"I’d give anything—anything—to have her in my arms right now."
"Ryen, please," I beg, feeling the ache in my chest spread. "I love you—"
"You want to be loved without risking consequence, so you reach out to get the attention you need while enjoying the luxury of taking no responsibility for those words."
"Don’t you get it yet? You don’t have to be afraid or embarrassed. No one does you better than you."
"I’ve always liked you." I turn my eyes on him. "And I need a friend."
"But what Misha said was true. Everyone is ugly, aren’t we? Some wear it and some hide it."
"If someone doesn’t want us, we need to stop wanting them."
"You shouldn’t be caught alone with me. You’ve been asking for this."
"I wanted to understand why my sister died of a heart attack at seventeen years old."
"I want you to tell me you don’t regret leaving and you haven’t thought about us a single day since you left."
"I’m ready to leave as soon as you are, so keep me posted."