“I like storms. Thunder torrential rain, puddles, wet shoes. When the clouds roll in, I get filled with this giddy expectation. Everything is more beautiful in the rain. Don't ask me why. But it’s like this whole other realm of opportunity. I used to feel like a superhero, riding my bike over the dangerously slick roads, or maybe an Olympic athlete enduring rough trials to make it to the finish line. On sunny days, as a girl, I could still wake up to that thrilled feeling. You made me giddy with expectation, just like a symphonic rainstorm. You were a tempest in the sun, the thunder in a boring, cloudless sky. I remember I’d shovel in my breakfast as fast as I could, so I could go knock on your door. We’d play all day, only coming back for food and sleep. We played hide and seek, you’d push me on the swing, or we’d climb trees. Being your sidekick gave me a sense of home again. You see, when I was ten, my mom died. She had cancer, and I lost her before I really knew her. My world felt so insecure, and I was scared. You were the person that turned things right again. With you, I became courageous and free. It was like the part of me that died with my mom came back when I met you, and I didn’t hurt if I knew I had you. Then one day, out of the blue, I lost you, too. The hurt returned, and I felt sick when I saw you hating me. My rainstorm was gone, and you became cruel. There was no explanation. You were just gone. And my heart was ripped open. I missed you. I missed my mom. What was worse than losing you, was when you started to hurt me. Your words and actions made me hate coming to school. They made me uncomfortable in my own home. Everything still hurts, but I know none of it is my fault. There are a lot of words that I could use to describe you, but the only one that includes sad, angry, miserable, and pitiful is “coward.” I a year, I’ll be gone, and you’ll be nothing but some washout whose height of existence was in high school. You were my tempest, my thunder cloud, my tree in the downpour. I loved all those things, and I loved you. But now? You’re a fucking drought. I thought that all the assholes drove German cars, but it turns out that pricks in Mustangs can still leave scars.”
―
Penelope Douglas,
Bully
“Yesterday lasts forever.Tomorrow comes never.Until you” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“You've already made me cry countless times." I raised my middle finger to him slowly, and asked, "Do you know what this is?" I took my middle finger and patted the corner of my eye with it. "It's me, wiping away the last tear you'll ever get.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“We’re all ugly, Ryen. The only difference is, some hide it and some wear it.” ― Penelope Douglas, Punk 57
“She can be a nightmare, but this still feels better than any dream.” ― Penelope Douglas, Punk 57
“When you want to make an impression and you think you’ve gone far enough, go a little further. Always leave them wondering if you’re just a little bit crazy, and people will never fuck with you again.” ― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt
“Experience is the best teacher.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“Acting like you don't care is not letting it go.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“You were my tempest, my thunder cloud, my tree in the downpour. I loved all those things, and I loved you. But now? You’re a fucking drought. I thought that all the assholes drove German cars, but it turns out that pricks in Mustangs can still leave scars.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“Alone, Empty, Fraud, Shame, Fear, Close your eyes.There is nothing to see out here.” ― Penelope Douglas, Punk 57
“Are you mine?” I asked as I wiped my tears.He kissed the corners of my mouth softly, and I felt heat rise up my neck. “Always have been,”he whispered against my mouth.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“Tate, you’re mine, and I’m yours. Every day you’regoing to realize that more and more. When you believe it without a doubt, then I’ll have earned yourtrust.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“Abuse can feel like love.”“Abuse can feel like love…Why?” Damon remained so still it didn’t look like he was breathing. He looked at the teacher, unwavering. “Starving people will eat anything.” ― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall
“I want to touch you.” His words were against my lips now. “I want to feel what’s mine. What’s always been mine.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“The closer you got to anything beautiful, the less beautiful it became. Allure was in the mystery, not the appearance.” ― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt
“It gets better, you are important, and you can't be replaced. Hang on. You'll fing youre tribe.” ― Penelope Douglas, Punk 57
“Letting yourself be vulnerable isn't always a weakness. Sometimes it can be a conscious decision to draw the other person out.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“We never lost that. As much as I tried, Icould never erase you from my heart. That’s why I was such an asshole and kept guys away from you.You were always mine.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“The role of the villain is only determined by who's telling the story” ― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall
“Yesterday lasts forever.Tomorrow comes never.Until you” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“You've already made me cry countless times." I raised my middle finger to him slowly, and asked, "Do you know what this is?" I took my middle finger and patted the corner of my eye with it. "It's me, wiping away the last tear you'll ever get.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“We’re all ugly, Ryen. The only difference is, some hide it and some wear it.” ― Penelope Douglas, Punk 57
“She can be a nightmare, but this still feels better than any dream.” ― Penelope Douglas, Punk 57
“When you want to make an impression and you think you’ve gone far enough, go a little further. Always leave them wondering if you’re just a little bit crazy, and people will never fuck with you again.” ― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt
“Experience is the best teacher.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“Acting like you don't care is not letting it go.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“You were my tempest, my thunder cloud, my tree in the downpour. I loved all those things, and I loved you. But now? You’re a fucking drought. I thought that all the assholes drove German cars, but it turns out that pricks in Mustangs can still leave scars.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“Alone, Empty, Fraud, Shame, Fear, Close your eyes.There is nothing to see out here.” ― Penelope Douglas, Punk 57
“Are you mine?” I asked as I wiped my tears.He kissed the corners of my mouth softly, and I felt heat rise up my neck. “Always have been,”he whispered against my mouth.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“Tate, you’re mine, and I’m yours. Every day you’regoing to realize that more and more. When you believe it without a doubt, then I’ll have earned yourtrust.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“Abuse can feel like love.”“Abuse can feel like love…Why?” Damon remained so still it didn’t look like he was breathing. He looked at the teacher, unwavering. “Starving people will eat anything.” ― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall
“I want to touch you.” His words were against my lips now. “I want to feel what’s mine. What’s always been mine.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“The closer you got to anything beautiful, the less beautiful it became. Allure was in the mystery, not the appearance.” ― Penelope Douglas, Corrupt
“It gets better, you are important, and you can't be replaced. Hang on. You'll fing youre tribe.” ― Penelope Douglas, Punk 57
“Letting yourself be vulnerable isn't always a weakness. Sometimes it can be a conscious decision to draw the other person out.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“We never lost that. As much as I tried, Icould never erase you from my heart. That’s why I was such an asshole and kept guys away from you.You were always mine.” ― Penelope Douglas, Bully
“The role of the villain is only determined by who's telling the story” ― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall
Read More! Learn More!