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The sky is always beautiful.Even when it's dark or rainy or cloudy,it's still beautiful to look at...it'll be there no matter what...and I know it'll always be beautiful.0
Fuck all the firsts,Sky.The only thing that matters to me with you are the forevers.0
I want you to help them open...because I need you to watch me give you the very last piece of my heart.0
It's real, Six. 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.0
If you aren't on Goodreads,you should be.I've said it before,it's like Facebook for readers on crack.0
Sometimes two people have to fall apart, to realize how much they need to fall back together.0
Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.Ewigkeit0
The world is not a wish-granting factory.0
Maybe 'okay' will be our 'always'.0
Sometimes you make choices in life, and sometimes choices make you.Entscheidungen0
Let your inner DORK shine through.0
If you stay, I'll do whatever you want. I'll quit the band, go with you to New York. But if you need me to go away, I'll do that, too. I was talking to Liz and she said maybe coming back to your old life would be too painful, that maybe it'd be easier for you to erase us. And that would suck, but I'd do it. I can lose you like that if I don't lose you today. I'll let you go. If you stay0
It's okay,' he tells me. 'If you want to go. Everyone wants you to stay. I want you to stay more than I've ever wanted anything in my life.' His voice cracks with emotion. He stops, clears his throat, takes a breath, and continues. 'But that's what I want and I could see why it might not be what you want. So I just wanted to tell you that I understand if you go. It's okay if you have to leave us. It's okay if you want to stop fighting.'
For the first time since I realized that Teddy was gone, too, I feel something unclench. I feel myself breathe. I know that Gramps can't be that late-inning pinch hitter I'd hoped for. He won't unplug my breathing tube or overdoes me with morphine or anything like that. But this is the first time today that anyone has acknowledged what I have lost. I know that the social worker warned Gran and Gramps not to upset me, but Gramps's recognition, and the permission he just offered me--it feels like a gift.
Gramps doesn't leave me. He slumps back into the chair. It's quiet now. So quiet you can almost hear other people's dreams. So quiet that you can almost hear me tell Gramps, 'Thank you