the glorious sunset of my heart was fading...

The Unwritten Rule by Elizabeth Scott

"In The World Of Friendship, I'm awful" ~pg4

"Imagine a guy.He's taller than you, with perfect skin, skin that just screams "touch me!" and dark hair and gorgeous blue eyes and he looks so sweet and he is sweet. And then have him blush a little." ~pg16

""It was fun," Ryan says, which is a nice thing to say, a him thing to say, but when I look at him, one more look before he goes back to the party, to my best friend, he's looking at me like-
Well, like he wants to look at me. Like he likes what he sees, and he's smiling and his eyes are so blue, even in the faint glow of the porch light they shine, and I nod dumbly, blindly, and then grope for the door handle, telling myself to look away and yet not able to do it.
"Sarah," he says, softly, almost hesitantly, and mmy heart slam-bangs, beating hard, and this is what its like to want someone you cant have. To want someone you shouldn't even be looking at." ~pg36

"How does the eye shadow look?"
"Gorgeous," I say, and stand up, look at myself in the mirror. "How about me? How do I look?"
"Like Sarah," she says, and comes and stands behind me, hugging me and grinning at our reflection. "Like my best friend."
Not gorgeous. Not even pretty. I look like myself, whatever that means.
I know what it means, its nothing good. Its Ordinary. Boring.
Alone." ~pg65

"I wonder if there are sisters out there where one feels like she's a shadow of the other. If there's a girl with a sister who sometimes makes her feel like nothing." ~pg68

"In every breath I take there is the promise of his skin touching mine and i want that." ~pg82

"It was like we were all so busy trying to be happy or saying we are happy, but underneath there was nothing but bitterness, the kind that could only be bled out in ink, in unspoken words." ~pg100

"I am broken, I have cut myself wide open. I can see my heart and it is not what I believed it was, it is not good and kind and all the things I have always thought I am." ~pg116

"Right now, I hate My life way more than I hate me." ~pg122

"I think having a stupid heart is pretty damn painful, even if the pain isn't physical." ~pg132

"I need a cause to believe in. Something to fill the space in my heart that Ryan has written all over. Something noble, like fighting a disease." ~pg134

"I'm not that happy now, But I'll fake it until its real and things are normal again." ~pg135

"Do you ever wonder if people really know what they're supposed to do? Os there a moment where you just know what you're supposed to do forever?" ~pg138

"I've been taught that love is beautiful and kind, but it isn't like that at all. It is beautiful, but its a terrible beauty, a ruthless one, and you fall- you fall, and the thing is-
the thing is you want to. You don't care whats coming, you just want who your heart beats for." ~pg158

"Guilt and panic are making a mess of my insides. Of me." ~pg174

""Sometimes... sometimes you have to let people go," She says. "Brianna loves you, Sarah, but I don't think she was always a good friend to you."" ~pg200

"All the things I've thought about love are true. Its beautiful and terrible and it doesn't make things perfect. It ends things, and it brings beginnings." ~pg210

The Average heart beats about 43 hundred times an hour, that's 800 thousand times a week, 9 million times in a crisp fall and 2.7 billion beats in a lifetime. Well What is an Average heart anyway? And how many beats do broken hearts get?

"I like people and I like them to like me, but I wear my heart where God put it, on the inside. "
— F. Scott Fitzgerald

"That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong."
— F. Scott Fitzgerald

If I had to choose between being a heart or a brain I'd definitely choose a heart because at least you'd do something. If you're a brain, at the end of the day all you're really at is settling for shitty situations.