She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his lips. He tasted dusty and sweet. He tasted like regret in the shadows of trees and in the glow of the anarchist’s suit collection. She kissed him long and soft, and when she pulled herself away, she touched his mouth with her fingers…She did not say goodbye.
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via poetrist)
true friendship is going from “look at these cute shoes” to “do you like being choked sexually” in under ten minutes