The first thing that came to mind was an angel. Her hair flowing and shiny. Her legs dangling, long and smooth. She looked perfect where she was, like a painting.And then I remembered that Satan was a...
It’s just you, Little Monster. Own it or it will own you.
Gotta love a woman that can hand you your own ass.
Everything is just giving me enough air to get to the next day without you. I never stopped being yours.”He dropped his head back, letting out a sigh.I swallowed, taking my chance. “I love you, Jared....
I'm going to hell. I'm pretty sure she's going to drag me there herself.
I’ve wanted everything in my life to change for so long, and when it’s finally about to, my urge to escape slows down. I think that’s why people stay unhappy for so long, you know? Miserable or not, i...
I'm going to hell. I'm pretty sure she'd going to drag me there herself.
She can be a nightmare, but this still feels better than any dream.
You turn me on.” He cups my face, brushing my hair away from my eyes and a tear off my cheek.”“God, you turn me on. You're driving me crazy. I want you to need my hands on you. Do you?
I bite my bottom lip, trying not to cry. I never cry in front of them.
He's a reminder of what I want to feel everyday, whether it's with him or on my own. He's taught me that who I am when I'm with him feels too good to sacrifice for the approval of everyone else. The w...
I have no life there if you're not in it. You're part of everything good I've ever done, Ryen. Please.
Longing, because I miss her. I miss talking to her as me. Lust greater than I've ever known, because we're like this, it's the only time she softens and changes and gives me an inch, and it's a need t...
The question is, would you rather keep your secrets or keep her?
I can’t change the past, Tate. I wish I could, because I’d go back and relive every day that I existed without you, and I’d make sure that you smiled.” My eyes burned with regret, and I saw the pools...
I read once that the best thing that can happen to a woman is to get her heart broken. Before that, she has no real sense of herself. No real sense of pain, because only in love does she know what it’...
The closer you got to anything beautiful, the less beautiful it became. Allure was in the mystery, not the appearance.
I call it the “Fuck up, own up, and get up” policy. Make a mistake, admit it, and move on. We all screw up, but a man solves his problems. He doesn’t make them worse.
You have to have something to love. Something to fight for to make living a goal instead of a job.
It's odd to see how no one is really human to us until we talk to them and realize there's barley any separation between who we are and who they are.
