Jace draws her hair out of her face and sets his forehead back against hers, closing his eyes and sighing. "I don't know if I could have gone." He whispers. "I don't know if I had it in me..."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
"I wish we could all get along like we used to in middle school... I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and everyone would eat and be happy..." — Unnamed Girl from "Mean Girls"