“Alaska finished her cigarette and flicked it into the river.
‘Why do you smoke so damn fast?’ I asked.
She looked at me and smiled widely, and such a wide smile on her narrow face might have looked goofy were it not for the unimpeachably elegant green in her eyes. She smiled with all the delight of a kid on Christmas morning and said, ‘Y’all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die.”— John Green, Looking for Alaska (via xmiles)
“And I’d study the science of you ‘til I turned it into an art. The way your atoms rub together. Molecules colliding. Chemistry building. Explosions of heat and radiation. Burning like a star at the end of the world.”—I Wrote This for You (via troubled)