Ibtihal Ismail

“Sydney: Can I ask you a question? Me: As long as you promise never again to start a question off with whether or not you can propose a question. Sydney: Okay, asshole. I know I shouldn't be thinking about him at all, but I'm curious. What did he wrote on that paper when we went to get my purse? And what did you write back that made hit you? Me: I agree that you shouldn't be thinking about him at all, but I'm honestly shocked it's taken you this long to ask me about it. Sydney: Well? Ugh. I hate writing it verbatim, but she wants to know, so... Me: He wrote "Are you fucking her?" Sydney: OMG! What a prick! Me: Yep. Sydney: So what did you say back to him that made him punch you? Me: I write, "Why do you think I'm here for her purse? I gave her a hundred for tonight, and now she owes me change." I reread the text, and I'm not so sure it sounds as funny as I thought it did.”
― Colleen Hoover, Maybe Someday

“I've done nothing for the past five years but try to be the hero who protects her. The problem? Heroines don't need protecting.”
― Colleen Hoover, Maybe Someday

“Truths are written, never said... Lines are drawn, but then they fade.”
― Colleen Hoover, Maybe Someday

“I turned and looked at them, at both halves of my heart, cuddled tightly together in a bed of irony.”
― Colleen Hoover, Maybe Someday