Holly Riordan

“Cold death of the universe theory always spooks me. It’s the idea that the universe will eventually expand so far that it will become too cold to support life and it’ll just kinda go dark. It’s eerie and depressing.”

I shouldn’t beg you to give me another chance when you were the one who screwed up in the first place.

They think more than they speak. Sometimes even the people who are closest to them don’t realize how much pain they’re in, how badly they’ve been hurting, because they suffer in silence.

Treating a girl right means treating her like your family. Like your equal. Like your best friend in the world.

She’s a giver. She wanted to keep loving him, even when he gave her nothing in return. She wanted to be the reason for his happiness, even after he became the reason for her misery. She wanted to keep offering him more and more pieces of herself, even though it was slowly killing her.

You should date someone who wants you and only you. 

You’re telling her that she’s good enough to sleep with but that she isn’t good enough to date.

I tried to scream in the dream and kept trying to scream when my eyes popped open, but no sound escaped. I couldn’t even force my lips to part. The most I could do was bob a toe, twitch a pinkie.  

She wants to date you, but only if you meet her expectations. 

I trusted you with my heart, with my secrets, with my skin and my bones.

He is not the last guy who is going to flirt with you. Who is going to hold you close to cuddle and plan out exciting dates and tell you how much he misses you when you aren’t around.

Would you rather see a shadowy figure outside of your bedroom window or feel like someone is following behind you on your way home from work?

You are allowed to delete his number from your phone and block him from every social media account you own. 

You don’t need a boyfriend, because you’re badass on your own. 

If he really liked you, he would want to speak to you in-depth, not in snippets. Not in five word messages and ten second long pictures. 

When she’s sober, she knows it’s a bad idea to let you back into her life.

It’s okay to take a hundred selfies, because you don’t like the way that you looked in the first ninety-nine of them. 

You can be independent and be a lovesick girl who counts down the seconds until her boyfriend comes home from work.