Occupation: Author Birth: November 26, 1972
Minho looked at Thomas, a serious expression on his face. "If I don't see you on the other side," he said in a sappy voice, "remember that I love you..
Kill me. If you’ve ever been my friend, kill me..
You’re disgusting when you eat,” Chuck said, sitting on the bench next to him. “It’s like watching a starving pig eat his own klunk..
When it comes to individual destiny, there is no power greater in the universe then the conviction of the human soul to make a choice..
I'm inspired by almost everything I come across in life, and one way or another they find themselves sneaking into my stories..
You’re so sweet,' Frypan said with a snort. 'Go ahead and die with Thomas. I think I’ll sneak away and enjoy living with the guilt..
When someone is close by, you just know it..
Shouldn't someone give a pep talk or something?" Minho asked, pulling Thomas's attention away from Alby. "Go ahead," Newt replied. Minho nodded and f….
Thomas had a depressing - and scary - thought. 'Am I . . . replacing someone? Did somebody get killed?' Minho shook his head. 'No, we're just trainin….
I've always been fascinated by quantum physics and the possibility of alternate realities..
I don't give a crap if you're a Tangent or a really smart llama. You're my friend and that's all that matters.
KILL ME!" And then Newt's eyes cleared, as if he'd gained one last trembling gasp of sanity, and his voice softened. "Please, Tommy. Please." With hi….
Things are really weird around here, and most of us don't know everything. Half of everything..
Rose took my nose, I suppose.
We were lining up and counting off nice and easy till you came stumbling through like a doped-up bull,' Minho responded..
I watched as that kid died. In his last few seconds there was pure terror in his eyes. You can't do that. You can't do that to a person. I don't care….
And then they were kissing. Something exploded within his chest burning away the tension and confusion and fear. Burning away the hurt of seconds ear….
He didn't care about the others anymore. The chaos around him seemed to siphon away his humanity, turn him into an animal. All he wanted was to survi….
Be unpredictable, be real, be interesting. Tell a good story..
Thats called hypocrisy, you shuck face piece of -!.
I'm gonnna break your faces!.