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410 pages, ebook
First published December 18, 2012
“Not everyone gets a happily every after. Life is real and sometimes it's ugly and you just have to learn how to cope.”
“My lack of access to the real world has been replaced completely by books, and it can’t be healthy to live in a land of happily ever afters.”
“Fuck all the firsts, Sky. The only thing that matters to me with you are the forevers.”
“I want you to keep them open... because I need you to watch me give you the very last piece of my heart.”
“I’ve been looking for you my whole damn life.”
“I live you, Sky," he says against my lips. "I live you so much.”
All it said was “Whore” Really? Where’s the creativity in that? They couldn’t back it up with an interesting story? Maybe a few details of my indiscretion? If I have to read this shit every day, the least they could do is make it interesting.
“I’m not even going to tell you what I think about what just happened in there. But I know it sucked and I have no idea why you aren’t crying right now, but I know your heart hurts, and maybe even your pride. So fuck school. We’re going for ice cream.”
As soon as I lay eyes on him, I Immediately notice three things. 1) His amazingly perfect white teeth hidden behind that seductively crooked grin. 2) The dimples that form in the crevices between the corners of his lips and cheeks when he smiles. 3) I’m pretty sure I’m having a hot flash. Or I have butterflies. Or maybe I’m coming down with a stomach virus.
Somehow, in the course of sixty seconds, this guy has managed to swoon me, then terrify the hell out of me.
“Let me inform you of something, the moment my lips touch yours, it will be your first kiss. Because if you’ve never felt anything when someone’s kissed you, then no one’s ever really kissed you. Not the way I plan on kissing you.”
“Live. If you mix the letters up in the words like and love, you get live. You can use that word.” “I live you, Sky. I live you so much.”
“I’ve been looking for you my whole damn life.”
“Because you are so strong baby. You’re amazing and funny and smart and beautiful and so full of strength and courage. What he did to you doesn’t take away from any of the best parts of you. You survived him once and you’ll survive him again. I know you will.”
“Fuck all the firsts, Sky. The only thing that matters to me with you are the forevers.”
We have just wholly fallen into each other, heart and soul. I never thought I would ever be able to trust a man enough to share my heart, much less hand it over completely.
“Because the sky is always beautiful. Even when it’s dark or rainy or cloudy, its still beautiful to look at. It’s my favorite thing because I know if I ever get lost or lonely or scared, I just have to look up and it’ll be there no matter what... and I know it’ll always be beautiful.”
5 ENDLESS STARS!!!!
Hope is what comes in the dark of the night
Hope is what whispers 'It will all be alright.'
Hope can blaze like a fire in the heart
Hope can reach across worlds set apart
Hope when lost can bring a world to the ground
Hope when forgotten can be silence amongst sound
Hope if not reached for is unlikely to be there
Hope if searched for can be found anywhere.
"I've never been swept off my feet. I don't get butterflies. In fact, the whole idea of being swooned by anyone is foreign to me. The real reason I enjoy making out with guys is simply because it makes me feel completely and comfortably numb."
"Somehow, in the course of sixty seconds, this guy has managed to swoon me, then terrify the hell out of me."
"I've gone so long trying to find ways to feel numb any chance I get, but seeing the enthusiasm behind his eyes right now...it makes me want to feel every single thing about life. The good, the bad, the beautiful, the ugly, the pleasure, the pain. I want that. I want to start feeling life the same way he does. And my first step to doing so starts with this hopeless boy in front of me who's pouring his heart out, searching for that perfect word, wanting desperately to help me add feeling back into living."
"No matter how much I want to scream at him and make him leave, I find myself wishing he could squeeze me just a little bit tighter. I want him to lock his arms around me and throw away the key, because this is where he belongs and I'm scared he'll just let me go again."
"He wraps his pinky around mine as if he doesn't have the strength to hold my entire hand. But it's nice, because we've held hands before, but never pinkies...and I realize that this is another first we've passed. And realizing this doesn't disappoint me, because I know that firsts don't matter with him. He could kiss me for the first time, or the twentieth time, or the millionth time and I wouldn't care if it was the first or not, because I'm pretty sure we just broke the record for the best first kiss in the history of first kisses-without even kissing."
"Fuck all the firsts, Sky. The only thing that mathers to me with you, are forevers."
"Living," I say. The desperation in his eyes eases slightly, and he lets out a short confused laugh. "What?" He shakes his head, trying to understand my response.
"Live. If you mix the letters up in the words like and love, you get live. You can use that word."
He laughs again, but this time it's a laugh of relief. He wraps his arms around me and he kisses me with nothing but a hell of a lot of relief. "I live you, Sky," he says against my lips. "I live you so much."
AND I LIVED THIS BOOK SOOO MUCH!!!!
"Thank you for giving me the courage to always ask the questions, even when I don’t want the answers. Thank you for loving me like you do. Thank you for showing me that we don’t always have to be strong to be there for each other—that it’s okay to be weak, so long as we’re there."
“The sky is always beautiful. Even when it’s dark or rainy or cloudy, it’s still beautiful to look at. It’s my favorite thing because I know if I ever get lost or lonely or scared, I just have to look up and it’ll be there no matter what...and I know it’ll always be beautiful.
“I’ve lost a lot in my long life.
Yes, I’ve seen pain and I’ve seen strife.
But I’ll never give up; I’ll never let go.
Because I’ll always have my ray of hope.”
“You wanted to lick my face the first time you saw me? Is that usually what you do when you’re attracted to guys?”
I shake my head. “Not your face, your dimple. And no. You’re the only guy I’ve ever had the urge to lick.”
He smiles at me confidently. “Good. Because you’re the only girl I’ve ever had the urge to love.”
“The moment my lips touch yours, it will be your first kiss. Because if you've never felt anything when someone's kissed you, then no one's ever really kissed you. Not the way I plan on kissing you.”
“Sky, I'm not kissing you tonight but believe me when I tell you, I've never wanted to kiss a girl more. So stop thinking I'm not attracted to you because you have no idea just how much I am. You can hold my hand, you can run your fingers through my hair, you can straddle me while I feed you spaghetti, but you are not getting kissed tonight. And probably not tomorrow, either. I need this. I need to know for sure that you're feeling every single thing that I'm feeling the moment my lips touch yours. Because I want your first kiss to be the best first kiss in the history of first kisses.”
Anything. I’ll do anything you ask me to, so long as you’re shirtless.”
“I can already tell he isn't the kind of guy a girl gets a simple crush on. He's the kind of guy you fall hard for, and the thought of that terrifies me.”
“You probably faked passing out the other day, just so you could be carried in my hot, sweaty, manly arms.”
“What do you do when you’re bored? You don’t have internet or TV. Do you just sit around all day and think about how hot I am?”
I reach over and clamp my hand over his mouth. “You’re way hotter when you aren’t speaking.”
“I live you, Sky," he says against my lips. "I live you so much.”
You can't get mad at a real ending. Some of them are ugly. It's the fake happily ever afters that should piss you off.
Every fiber of my being knows he's not a good person, but my body doesn't seem to give a shit at all.
I don't understand why anytime he steps within a foot of my personal space, it sucks the breath out of me. I especially don't understand why I like that feeling.
“I’ve lost a lot in my long life.
Yes, I’ve seen pain and I’ve seen strife.
But I’ll never give up; I’ll never let go.
Because I’ll always have my ray of hope.”
Mind blowing. Intense. PERFECTION.
"The sky is always beautiful. Even when it’s dark or rainy or cloudy, it’s still beautiful to look at"
"he slides his fingers down my arm until he finds my pinky, then wraps his around it. It’s an extremely small gesture, but he couldn’t have done anything more perfect to fill me with the sense of security that I need from him right now"
"I’m not a sucker for happily ever afters, but if these two characters don’t get theirs I might climb inside this e-reader and lock them both inside that damn garage forever."