“Life is a gift. Don’t forget to live it.”
Yesterday I finished reading Everything Everything by Nicola Yoon. I finished it in about 4 days because of how captivating it is and because it’s an easy read.
Nicola throws you into the world of 18-year-old Madeline Whittier who has been sick all her life. She lives in her home in California with her mother who is a doctor. Due to Madeline’s disease, she is not allowed to leave the house – ever.
New neighbors move in and she falls for the boy next door, Olly Bright, and that’s when she stops being alive and instead starts living.
I highly recommend this book to romance lovers and new readers. The book has lots of ups and downs, life lessons, and plenty of surprises.
In 2017 they released the movie based off of Everything Everything starring Amandla Stenberg as Madeline and Nick Robinson as Olly.
P.S. The photo is from google not one that I took.
You deserve an Oscar for your acting. For your lying. For your pretending.
You fooled me, and everyone around.
Who knew, the “innocent” and “caring” character you presented was just a show.
I still don’t know how you live with yourself after all you said, and did.
I don’t know how you walk about your life in peace.
I don’t wish you harm. I don’t send you hate.
However, I know karma is going to bite you in the ass, and you will suffer for the pain you set. You will suffer for the negativity you spread. You will suffer.
I hit rock bottom.
I hit rock bottom and didn’t even want to get back up. I was tired and drained and I had lost all hope in a better me.
I doubted myself. I doubted my capabilities, my possibilities, and my power. My confidence was shattered and I didn’t care to work on myself.
I let go of life and began going with the flow, just like a dead fish would. I convinced myself I was okay. I convinced myself that I would become better, even though I wasn’t working on it.
I didn’t try, I didn’t care, I didn’t even want to get better. What was the use piecing myself back together when I was going to shatter again?
One day, out of the blue I thought to myself, I’m in a better place. I realized, I was happy and living my life again. I don’t remember when it happened, or how it even happened. I don’t remember how I got better without even realizing. But I did.
Sometime during those long dark nights, and coffee cups, something inside be began to mend, and it shined right through.
I know it’s wrong, I know it’s not meant to be, but how do I tell my heart how to feel?
Heartbeats and butterflies,
Sunsets and mountain views.
Road trips and long walks,
Late nights and random cruises.
Tan lines, and wine stains,
Cigarette smoke, and long tales.
Warm hugs and honest words,
Forehead kisses and a hand to hold.
Smiles that brighten the eyes and laughter that fills the air.
Lips that kiss the flesh and arms that hold the soul.
Bodies that become one, and moans that vibrate the veins.
Cigarette after cigarette,
Wine glass number three,
The fidget in her smile,
The lost glisten in her eyes,
What happened to the girl, that was once so alive?
For years I knew he was a point of weakness for me. I finally realized just that, he was only a single point.