She’s my fucking sun, and even though she’s set tonight, she means nothing less to me. I love her just as fucking madly.
She was a genius on paper. But not a team player. She was quick to loathe others. But not against loving. She was a complicated equation that didn't need to be solved.
She fuels the fire in my soul, the embers slowly dying, and she tries feverishly to awaken me.
No matter how many boxes people try to put you in, as long as you know yourself, you’ll be fine in the end.And you may have to play by their rules, put up with their labels and use their terms – I’ve...
My advice, I say, don’t seek love from other people. Just love who you are enough that it won’t matter whether or not you find your Rochester.
Life doesn’t stop when you take a new road. It always finds a way to go on.
An impassioned spirit truly paints the gray world with color.
We're like lightning and thunder, inherently different but alike enough to share the same sky.
I’ve watched Lo become sober. I’ve watched Lily curb a relentless addiction. I’ve watched Rose blaze her own trail and put fire to stereotypes. I’ve watched Connor fall in love. With more than just hi...
I’m going to love Lily how I want to love her. Overwhelmingly, uncompromisingly.
I know what you want, and you don't need to take it. I can give it to you.
Daisy: My scar is bigger than your scar.Ryke: And my cock is bigger than your cock.
Daisy: How did you know that you loved running and rock climbing?Ryke: Because when you find something you love, you can’t quit. Every failure pushes you harder. It’s in your soul and in your fucking...
We have consumed each other from day one. And we truly never let go.
Ryke would endure hell for eternity if it meant that I could go to heaven.
I am very, very attracted to you. The corner of his lips rise. Funny, I'm also attracted to you. What are we going to do about that?Make love and make babies.
Big bad wolf, are you going to eat me? You're a dirty girl, Calloway. My gaze drops to her mouth. Until you fucking scream.
We’ve become something of a family.A dysfunctional, fucked up family.
We all traverse in and out of people’s worlds, leaving footprints. Some larger, some smaller, but there is always a mark. We can’t sweep it away.
The parts of me that I love the most are the parts that belong to her.