“Hatred. Something almost as physical as walls, pianos, or nurses. She could almost touch the destructive energy leaking out of her body. She allowed the feeling to emerge, regardless of whether it was good or bad; she was sick of self-control, of masks, of appropriate behavior. Veronika wanted to spend her remaining two or three…

Feeling Lost..

“I’m not sure this is a world I belong in anymore. I’m not sure that I want to wake up.” ― Gayle Forman, If I Stay