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books i’ve read in 2016: mara dyer trilogy by michelle hodkin.
“Everyone’s a little crazy. Some people just hide it better than others.”
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Nick Robinson behind the scenes of ‘The 5th Wave’ movie
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That was the last time I saw Ben Parish, sitting in that dark, stuffy gymnasium, two rows down from me, and only the back part of him. He probably died in the 3rd Wave like almost everybody else, and I never told him how I felt. I could have.
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“We’re here, and then we’re gone, and it’s not about the time we’re here, but what we do with the time.”
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BEN PARISH IS DEAD. I don’t miss him. Ben was a wuss, a cry-baby, a thumb-sucker. Not Zombie. Zombie is everything Ben wasn’t. Zombie is hardcore. Zombie is badass. Zombie is stone-cold.
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YA lit meme ten series or books 3/10 : The 5th Wave
“How do you rid the Earth of humans? Rid the humans of their humanity.”
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Movies watched in 2016 ▪︎ The 5th Wave (2016) dir. J Blakeson
❝ But if I’m it, the last of my kind, the last page of human history, like hell I’m going to let the story end this way. I may be the last one, but I am the one still standing. I am the one turning to face the faceless hunter in the woods on an abandoned highway. I am the one not running but facing. Because if I am the last one, then I am humanity. And if this is humanity’s last war, then I am the battlefield. ❞
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“My name’s Ben Parish. We used to go to high school together.” “I know who you are.”
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- Twenty One Pilots, Stressed Out
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YA LIT MEME: nine quotes ➝ the infinite sea by rick yancey
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BOOK MEME: 1⁄5 Protagonists /// [ The 5th Wave ] Ben Parish & Cassie Sullivan
We don’t look at each other. We watch the fiery hiccups of the fallen drones in the distance. We listen to the lonely wind whistling through dry tree branches. We feel the coldness of the frozen ground seeping up through the soles of our shoes.
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