Love is not the absence of logic but logic examined and recalculated heated and curved to fit inside the contours of the heart
There are a million ways to lose someone you love.
What do you say when the feelings don't fit into words?
It was as though he didn't exist, and then suddenly, he was everywhere.
I never wanted you to get hurt, but i wanted to take you from him.
He laughed, and the sound reduced the pain of every sore place on my body to the dullest ache.
The key to lying skillfully is never lie to yourself.
sometimes, how a situation is perceived carries more weight than the reality of the matter.
Alcohol removes inhibitions. It doesn't trigger criminal violence where there was none before.
Look at me, Emma." Her eyes are full, the lids heavy. "Graham," she breathes. "I need you to hear me." Cradling her head in my hands, thumbs sweeping her tears away, I stare into her eyes. "I belong to you. There is no one else. All I want is to be where you are.
I've changed since I've known you. Not because you made me into someone else - but because you showed me a path I'd never paid attention to, and I chose to follow it.
When you finally figure out what you really want, everything else pales in comparison.
Few of us can actually change the world. We can only change ourselves. But if enough people took that to heart, the world would change.
The night we met-I'm not like that guy." His jaw was rigid. "I know tha-" He placed a finger over my lips, his expression softening. "So I don't want you to feel pressured. Or overpowered. But I do, absolutely, want to kiss you right now. Badly.
No offense to hot girls everywhere- but newsflash- there are hot girls everywhere.
I want to see your tattoos." "You do, huh?
I belong to you. There is no one else. All I want is to be where you are.
Tonight I want to stand on the side of a cliff and look down, dare the wind to gust and knock me off. Everyone thinks that falling to your death is the worst thing that can happen. But that’s a lie. The worst thing is to be alive for no reason.
When you tell me to be good, it makes me want to be good,' I say, hearing the undisguised desire in my voice. I run my fingers through the hair at her temples, taking her face between my palms, and she doesn't move. 'It also makes me want to be very, very bad.
But the scars are always there, waiting for something to poke them.
And I’m okay, I really am, most of the time. But sometimes, I’m just not.
I'd basically described myself: a quiet, studious bookworm who would go to bed at a decent hour. A non-partier who wouldn't bring a parade of boys through our room, or make it the floor headquarters for beer pong.
His breath in my ear, he ran his tongue along the curved edge, sucking the fleshy lobe and my small diamond stud into his mouth, and my eyes drifted closed while I babbled a weak sound of longing.
His hands reached for me, gripping my hipbones and pulling me forward. he stared down at me, his voice low. "There are some things I will make time for, Jacqueline.
Look - guys are dogs. Women have known this since the beginning of time. Guys don't want to be chased; they chase. So if you're going to catch one, you have to know how to make him chase you.
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