"One Hundred Demons" Quotes

The only thing I found impressive about her was how she could smoke a cigarette with one hand and hold a beer with the other.

I was so mad I couldn't swallow.

I had the feeling that everything was perfectly arranged and inevitable.

I was tired of striving to be different.

I had to write down my feelings about them and then write down my feelings about my feelings.

What I missed most was the feeling of being loved and worth something.

I couldn't help feeling like I was missing something I would never get back.

I felt like I had just swallowed a bucket of rocks.

I was in a state of constant vigilance, waiting for an attack.

It was the first time I realized that I could have a friend who could be completely different from me.