Quotes from Jessica Park

She'll need to see another goddamn place, then, because the roaches have unionized and put a stop to further negotiations regarding new tenants. Also, I think I smell a dead body.

They must have stopped the world. They just must have.

I want my mother right now. I want her so desperately that I physically ache to have her hold me, and it's absolutely bullshit that I have no one.

Reality is not necessarily my friend—then again, neither are dreams—but this moment, this reality, is beautiful.

Don't overanalyze what you see. I have a felling that you're over-thinking things. Give it some time, and the pieces of this puzzle might come together.

I like you," he says. "…I think there's something between us, and I'm very afraid that I'm going to do the wrong thing again and send you running. And I don't want that. If you're going to go running anywhere, I'd prefer that you come running to me.

I refuse to be left behind in this world, so I need to catch up.

I wish I liked the real world more. I wish I could embrace life. I wish for so many things, and I have no idea if it's possible for me to have them. I could try, maybe, but I have no clue where to start.

It wasn't me?" I snap. "That's got to be the goddamn dumbest thing you've ever said to me. You're way too smart to say something like that. Don't be such an asshole." "Okay, yes. It was you." "Awesome. That's great to hear.

We are engaged in a form of intimacy that scares the absolute hell out of me. It's as if there is a weight on my chest that I want to shove off, and I've never been this terrified before. Or this whole and hopeful and connected. My body starts to tremble. I want more of what I'm feeling, and I also want none of it.

What is meant by 'nut bag'? Is that a testicular reference or merely the identification of a satchel of cashews or pecans?

We run through the remnants of our pain, and more importantly, we run for our present and for our future. Together we kick heartbreak's ass.

I won the battles, Justin. And I won the war. And now there is no more fighting. Now there is peace. You told me to let the joy win out, and I am choosing to do that.

For a few brief moments, Matt got to hold Julie in his arms. And that gift? That would stay with him forever.

You might be trying to trick me into sleeping with you." "Is it working? Because I am desperate to sleep with you.

So I have spent four years without touch and affection and without wanting any. But now there is Christopher Shepherd, the boy who changed all the rules.

You'll skydive, and hang into ravines by thin ropes, and go rafting in the rapids, but you won't... what? Get crazy and reckless with an amazing girl? You won't fall madly out-of-your-brains in love? Let your world as you know it be blown into bits because you fall heart-crushingly head-over-heels for someone?

He glanced at Flat Finn, who was positioned in one corner of the room, facing the wall. "What is Flat Finn doing? If he's urinating on the floor, you're cleaning it up." … "Is he in trouble? He has to stand in the corner and think about what he's done?

There is no time frame that dictates when and how you'll feel what you feel. You just get to deal with hell however, and whenever, it hits you.

This coffee looks, like, totally amazing and delicious, but I really want to kiss you. And for that I need two hands because I'm going to have to hold you up. That's how hard I'm going to kiss you.

Chris may be imperfect, and he makes mistakes, but I can feel his heart, and I know that he is mine.

Where in the goddamn hell are Blythe and Chris?" … "They're fucking in the shower! Thank you, Lord!" Then her heels continue down the walkway while a collective round of applause echoes into the now-dark sky. "Congratulations! But hurry it up, kids! Dinner is almost ready.

You don't get to pick which parts of me you find acceptable and throw away what you don't.

She sniffed, aware that she'd become a blubbering mess in an instant. But that's what love does to you. Gut-wrenching, overpowering, crushing, fulfilling, complex, bring-you-to-your-knees love.