( reformedxserialxkiller )

Those long, lazy nights… Just driving around together? You, me, Gwen and Peter…

No matter how buried it gets, or how lost you feel, you must promise me, that you will hold on to hope. Keep it alive. We have to be greater than what we suffer. My wish for you is to become hope. People need that. And even if we fail, what better way is there to live?

Secrets have a cost. They’re not free. Not now, not ever.

Let’s get out of here.

Gwen: “Easy, bug boy.”

Peter: “What did you call me?”