We were liars, E Lockhart
Ghosts of the shadow market, Cassandra Clare
The folk of the air, Holly Black
He wondered if you could be exhausted without knowing it, if hope could be lost not all at once but could slip away gradually, day by day, and vanish before you ever realized.
The Bane chronicles, Cassandra Clare
Ace of shades, Amanda Foody
Folk of air, Holly Black
We hunt the flame, Hafsah Faizah
Another one!
“Oh, you’re too much" people said, and it wasn’t complimentary. Yes, she was too much. She felt like too much inside all the time.
So why wasn’t she ever enough?
Diviners, Libba Bray
Sadie, Courtney Summers
they were right btw. you have to dig yourself out of your grave over and over again