girls

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I fantasize the night sky to be like a cosmic blue print of my life as I close my eyes and unbutton my heart_. just in case anyone up there is listening.

Does our purpose on Earth directly link to the people whom we end up meeting? Are our relationships and experiences actually the required dots that connect and then lead us to our ultimate destinies?

I look out into the water and up deep into the stars. I beg the sparkling lanterns of light to cure me of myself _ my past and the kaleidoscope of mistakes, failures and wrong turns that have stacked unbearable regret upon my shoulders.

I didn__ know then that young girls were a sort of poison, infectious to the man of age; and that men of age justly take woman of age to cure themselves of the diseases of youth.

Insecurities make girls believe they don't have voices and they can't say what they need to say. The more they know the importance of their voices and gain confidence, the better chances of greatness the world will have.

Respect should be found in your own heart and never demanded, sacraficed, begged for or negotiated. If you have to explain why you deserve it then you never had it.

Running in the wind, in the pollen and dust, a flower in flight

She wanted to be her, or be with her, or destroy her.

As Buckingham talked, I couldn't help but remember that there's a reason they call us Gallagher Girls. It's not just because the youngest of us are twelve. It's also because our founder was under twenty. From the very beginning we have been discounted and discredited, underestimated and undervalued. And, for the most part, we wouldn't have it any other way.

Let this time in your life cut you open and drain all of the things that are holding you back. I__ going to help you forgive the things that you won__ let yourself forget.

I want to be the best version of myself for anyone who is going to someday walk into my life and need someone to love them beyond reason.

For so many years, I couldn__ understand why every time I thought that someone finally loved me, like_ for real, they would eventually turn to vapor. Every person whom I__e ever loved is trapped inside of my chest. I__e breathed all of them in so deeply that I__e nearly choked and died on every soul that I__e ever given myself to.

I met a boy whose eyes showed me that the past, present and future were all the same thing.

Don__ worry if people think you__e crazy. You are crazy. You have that kind of intoxicating insanity that lets other people dream outside of the lines and become who they__e destined to be.

What I hadn't expected was to be blindsided by a history lesson that betrayed every hard-won experience I'd had as a player and now a coach at the same school I'd attended. . . Whoever was responsible for sending a championship team into virtual obscurity was either a serious egomaniac or just plain mean. It stung.After all, wasn't the story told at today's funeral the stuff of legacies? Of school lore passed on to the next class, and the next, building institutional pride as well as magical identities that made every kid in the state want to play there?

It's only that the answers in most stories are boring because they are supplied by the real world rather than, well, something better. Something more stimulating. Sit down with the Greeks and the Romans, and the boring answers get more interesting. Seasons because a girl and a crocus. Death because a girl and an apple. The moon because a girl keeps driving her daft chariot into the sea.It's all down to girls, one way or another.

I wanted to pull away, remind him that I was a big girl, a highly trained operative, a spy - that I'd been training for this mission my entire life, and I wasn't going to be left on the sidelines. But in the dim space with Zach pressed tightly against me, only one thought came to mind. I kissed him - longer and deeper than I ever had before. The school was not watching us this time. There was nothing playful in the tone. We were just two people kissing as if for the first time, as if it might be the last. And then I broke away. "So," I asked, as if I got kissed like that all the time (which, believe me, I don't), "where is it you're taking me again?" "The tombs.