“But it's a whole lot easier to keep[secrets] when you've got someone else who knows breathing in the same room. Carrying them alone is like having a huge spiky weight digging into your shoulders and chest, a weight you can't shift even while you're sleeping.” KnowsWholeSleepRoomsSecretHugeEasierWeightShouldersBreathingChestsDigging Author:Lilith Saintcrow
“Okay. I'll deal with Benjamin. You're safe, okay? Nothing's gonna happen." His mouth pulled tight against itself. And now I was having some sort of heart attack. Because when he looked at me like that, my chest started to feel like it was turned inside out. "Promise." And that—the promise, the way he said it with utter certainty—was enough to make me tear up again.” WayFeelsHeartSaidEnoughHappensDealsTearsPromiseSafeMouthsOkayCertaintyChestsHeart Attack Author:Lilith Saintcrow
“Well, duh. You're cuter than she is." He said it like he might say, Grass is green or, Gravity works. Something warm opened up inside my chest. It was a nice feeling.” WellsSaidFeelingsMightNiceGreenWarmGrassChestsGravityDuhNice Feeling Author:Lilith Saintcrow
“I wondered what I’d end up looking like once I bloomed. I couldn’t even guess. If I had to be stuck in my own skinny, gawky, coltish body forever… well. It probably wouldn’t be so bad. I wouldn’t mind a little more in the chest, though. But wild horses wouldn’t drag that out of me. Ever.” IfsMindWellsLittlesEndsBodyMy OwnForeverHorseStuckChestsDragSkinnyWild Horses Author:Lilith Saintcrow
