Is it me you're describing, or yourself?
Her scar tissue, which she seems to amass both physically and mentally, may not be pretty, but they have become tougher than if she had never been wounded at all.
If I never shed a tear or wondered what happened to someone I actually loved, what makes you believe I'd think twice about you, someone I never even cared for?
She was told it was magnetism that kept them engaged, and how do you separate magnets? You force them apart.
The agony of the empath is feeling their pain but being unable to save them from it.
I challenge a man to a duel before allowing him near me, and then I take an arrow, dip it in poison, and drive it straight through his heart...But that's on a good day...when I purr and feel delightfu...
I shall not be defined by what I have suffered but how I have endured them.
First bathrooms, now cars. At least people are wearing their seat belts.
Just following orders' is no excuse unless you're in the bedroom.
Why weren't we born in the same era?" he lamented. She eased past him neither here nor there, looked over her shoulder and whispered, "How mundane and cliche would that be?
Some people are far more cognizant than others but sensitivity has its own cross to bear and ample insight, in many cases, can bring on disquietude.
The only stirrups I like are on a saddle.
Who knows you more...your friend or your enemy? It's your enemy that pursues with passion while your friend engages at leisure.
Connecting with someone is not necessarily a bond with a significant other, or even a friend, but can be the indefinable - perhaps the rarest and most precious thing in life to find at all.
The easiest way to get rid of bitterness is to spit it out. The easiest way to forget something noxious is to flush it. The easiest way to move on is to erase everything, and I do mean everything.
Not only are the poorest people the most generous but they don't expect anything in return, least of all recognition from others by means of showing off or posting a humble brag like so many from aver...
She's not ashamed of loving, although those she's loved are few in number; it was/is sweet and true. She's only ashamed she used love as an excuse.
When someone attempts to insult you know that they are inadvertently giving away what would insult them.
Suffer" he commanded seductively. "With me...or because of me.
They say love inspires. Guess what inspires more? An enemy.