Katie McGarry Quotes

Sometimes life happens.

I came to this house for safety. They came because the foster care system ran out of homes. We stayed because we were stray pieces of other puzzles, tired of never fitting.

Food shouldn't be half-bad. It should be all good.

Yesterday Allison bought me nail polish in the annoying shade of mauve. How can anyone look at me and think mauve?

Hate the sin, not the sinner, isn't that what good people say? Or are you asking yourself at what point does the sin overtake the sinner?

I like how you smile and how you laugh. I like how you love and defend your family and I like how you're trying to love mine. I love how you trust. But mostly, Emily, I love you.

Her soft lips kiss my jaw and my body temperature spikes. Holding on to Rachel is like holding on to a flame. It’s a soothing burn and an addictive burn. Her kiss is pure fire.

Just a shower. If you want me to stay on the opposite side, I will. I won’t kiss. I won’t touch.”Echo flashes that siren smile. “What if I want to kiss you?”“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?

She pushed off her toes toward me, guiding my head down, and gently kissed my lips. No. This wouldn’t be goodbye. I’d fill her up and make her realize she’d always be empty witho

The moment Noah came up behind me and kissed the side of my neck, I was torn between leaning into him and skirting away. Every muscle in my body screamed to fall into him.

My body screams to stride over to her, wrap my arms around her waist, kiss her until she’s drunk on me and slowly remove every article of clothing on her body.

He loved me.Noah Hutchins had told me he loved me, and that had made the past week at school absolute hell.

I know who I want to be and I want you by my side as I become that person.

Why is it when people are proud of me that my life sucks?”“Because growing up means making tough choices, and doing the right thing doesn’t necessarily mean doing the thing that feels good.

Aires and Echo Emerson. Their mother must have hated them to give them names like that.

I'm right and wrong, moral and immoral, good and bad, a hero and a villain, and I've been just as capable of truth as I have been lies.

Emotions is evil. People who make me feel are worse. I take comfort in the stone inside of me. If I don't feel, I don't hurt.

Normal. She wanted normal and so did I. "You know what's normal?""What?" She wiped away her remaining tears. "Calculus.

You know a lot about math, " I said. You know a lot about math? What type of statement was that? Right along the lines of "Hey, you have hair and it's red and curly." Real smooth.

What if I’ll always be the person on the outside? The person who doesn’t belong.”“You belong, Echo, ” he says against my temple. “Right here with me.

Noah drew me closer to him. "It's okay. I've got you.

Noah?"A welcome voice - not my mother's, but welcome all the same: Echo. A smile spread across my face. This was too good. Me in a towel, alone in the house with my nymph. I left the bathroom.

Baby, you’ve got enough strength and tenacity to takedown drug dealers. You’ll be fine.

Do you think we can just take it on faith right now that I want you, you want me, and we'll figure out the happy ending part later?

In this case, two wrongs made a major right.

Rachel wiggles in my hold. “You’re stro

I'm not a princess but Ryan is a knight, he just belongs to someone else.

Running is still running. It doesn't matter if it's a physical move from one place to another or if it's to within yourself.

It's like I have this large black hole in my brain and it's sucking the life out of me. The answers are in there so I sit for hours and stare. No matter how hard and long I look, I only see darkness.

That must be love: when everything else in the world could implode and you wouldn't care as long as you had that one person standing beside you.

Jocks usually aren't smart. Their muscles feast on their brains.

I must have killed a lot of cows in a past life for Karma to hate me this much.

But then again, I shouldn't judge. That is, after all, my pet peeve.

I need you.""I'm here."And we sit in silence.

Anyone who ever makes you the slightest bit uncomfortable, Breanna, you tell one of us. You're with Razor, which means you're family.

The worst moments are when my entire family is in the same room. With the people I should love the most surrounding me, I feel the most alone.

Breathing became a painful chore. Her lips turned down while her warm fingers caressed my cheek. That touch typically brought me to my knees, but now it cut me

we were nothing more than actions to reactions - helpless against our own fate. It's true. I react and others pay.

I'd like to somehow find the courage to be on the outside who I am on the inside.

You can't change destinies already written, that only happens in fairy tales.

I saw the world in black and white instead of the vibrant colours and shades I knew existed.

I love you enough to never make you choose.

As long as everyone thinks you’re a cutter or tried to commit suicide you’ll always be on the outs.

There are edges around the black and every now and then a flash of color streaks out of the gray. But I can never really grasp any of the slivers of memories that emerge.

I kiss him. My mouth on his. Without fear. Without thought. All of my emotions, my love, my trust, wrapped up in this embrace.

Her tactics are brutal. The Marines could employ her.

Typical me--hurricane that leaves nothing but destruction.

I barely brushed towards her cheek as I moved towards her mouth, her nails tickled my chest, driving me insane. Kissing her became my single reason for breathing.

I promise I'll protect you now. I won't let them touch you again. " "I know you'll try." I can do more than try.

I promise I'll take care of you, " he whispers. "You're safe with me." Even with an army of motorcycle guys outside that door, I firmly believe him.