I knew he was only trying to help, but he didn’t get it. There was pain. A dull endless pain in my gut that wouldn’t go away even when I knelt on the stingily frozen tile of the bathroom, dry-heaving.
― John Green (via Looking for Alaska)
So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.
― Pudge (looking for Alaska)