L'amore è una faccenda intima strana e piena di contraddizioni, visto che non di rado amiamo qualcuno solo perchè amiamo noi stessi, per egoismo, avidità, desiderio fisico, brama di dominare l'oggetto...
Sometimes the people we love make us hate some other people we love.
She wanted to write to him. Tell him she was glad he was back, that he was alive, that he was home and safe. But words to him no longer fit right in her her mouth.Words which belonged in his ownership...
It ended sadly. The kind of ending where you wait together, holding hands and weeping, while off in another room, love slowly dies.
I'm bad for you. I told you I will break you and I will. I wish I knew how not to. I can't. I'm sorry. You have to take me like this...
How did you know it was love?" "It never really hurt this much before.
We've all loved someone way too freakin' much.
I lost myself in the burden of trying to be your savior.
The most challenging thing about love is sometimes we love someone who loves someone else.
Sometimes Love can mean and addiction for hurt.
I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD SEE THE DAY THAT WE GREW APART
The sweetest misery is that caused by love.
I dream of you every day. I make up scenarios where everything is forgiven, where everything is fixed. Deep down I know our situation is unfixable, and even worse - you don't want it. But I do. I want...
Who will ever kiss this encyclopedia of a head?
Love has two faces, one makes you alive and the other destroys you...
If something's permanent, it's definitely not love.
Don't know what hurts me more, talking or not talking to him.
How could you turn your back and walk off when there was so much left to say,How could you give up on me when it was nothing but just a evil phase,Why would you build boundaries when you knew they wer...
The only true love ends up with DEATH !
Love connects a man to his woman, money a woman to his man