Each stroke of your fingers is a different word that describes the story. By itself it’s meaningless, but–” I pushed down on a few fingers helping her play a few notes. “String them together and you have a melody. You have a story. So, Saylor, what story do you want to tell? Rachel Van Dyken
When someone loves you, the way they talk about you is different. You feel safe and comfortable.
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Jess C. Scott
As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
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Pablo Neruda
The saddest people I've ever met in life are the ones who don't care deeply about anything at all. Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand, and without them, any happiness is only temporary, because there's nothing to make it last.
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Nicholas Sparks
Sex is the consolation you have when you can't have love
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Unknown
By the time you swear you're his, Shivering and sighing. And he vows his passion is, Infinite, undying. Lady make note of this --One of you is lying.
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Dorothy Parker
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The nurse smiled and patted my arm. “Don’t give up yet. Sometimes when we think God has written The End, what he really means is The Beginning.
God…” I choked on the word. “I know we haven’t talked much in the past few years. Hell, I told you I hated you when Tye took his own life.” I cursed again and pinched the bridge of my nose. “I don’t even care about...
Midnight's the only time where you can be both in the past, present, and future.
Living is hard--dying is easy. You close your eyes and never open them again. What's so difficult about that? Nothing really--except it hurts like hell to those you leave behind.
Time was the most precious thing in the world to me, and I’d just given her all of it. Because I was falling for her. Because I cared for her. Because I wanted to give her something to remember me by, even if it would...
