When you find a truth that surpasses your desire to fit trends and meet approval, you can be certain it’s worth fighting to spread.

After the end of the world, there is a world. Life doesn’t stop. It changes. And it changes me.

People have always expected the end of the world to be a dramatic, thematic event: war, disease, a sudden explosion. But what if the end of the world has already occurred? What if our final demise happened slowly, secretly … and we’ve been oblivious to it all?

We know your secret.And we won’t be made invisible.

Survival is a passive way of saying “my needs are greater than yours.

I know who you are,” Jack whispers. “I’ve always known you.” His hands glide up my arms, from the angles of my wrists to the creases of my elbows. He presses his mouth to my left ear—I shiver from his breath. “You’re a force to be reckoned with.