Calia Read Quotes

You can't heal a heart that's been fragmented. But my wounds were closing. Stitch by stitch, I was starting to feel again. I can't undo the past and stop everything that has happened. However, I can try to take a tiny step forward.

Sometimes I think together we are the worst kind of calamity." Thayer grinned back. Severine's lips burned. "Then I've never wanted to be destroyed so bad.

You're rare, Severine. Just like your name. It's impossible to forget you.

Listen closely. Hang on to every word. But most of all, please believe me.

You seem to forget that I'm your figure eight. Your infinity. You try to run but I will always find you.

It's like asking me to describe fresh water. I need it to live. I need her to live

It's a fucking shame that she's so intense because she's gorgeous. But there's something completely fucking terrifying about her.

I just don't know if two broken people can be together.

If you're going to lie to me make sure your delivery is right. Make me believe it.

She knew what he'd be like. Being near him would start out as a rollercoaster ride - her nerves would be frayed and she'd be completely terrified. With every inch toward the sky, Severine would want to be back on the ground. Then the ride would take off. She'd have no time to think. The ride would direct her body which way to go, and her stomach would drop at the rush of speed. Her eyes would be clenched tightly because she'd be too afraid to look around. At the end, everything would slow, and it would all be over. With her pulse racing, and a high running through her system, she'd walk away,

To Severine, his expression was blank. Spotless and clean. She wondered what it'd be like to create a mess in his eyes, to leave an imprint.

I've tried so hard to use those two annoying F words; forgive and forget. It never works.

You make tears look exquisite, but they're not meant for you.

Not bad? The hot Calvin Klein models we taped in our lockers in high school were not bad."

Lily inclined her head in Thayer's direction.

"That's look-at-the-sky-and-scream, 'Thank you God', as loud as you can!

Someone can only fade away if there's nothing left for them. But there's me and you. We'll always be something strong enough to keep you going.

The consequences of this will come later. The hell with it. All of this felt right. He could collect her. Keep her forever. It might be the greatest capture she ever felt.

Just remember that even the purest of souls have darkness in them. It might be hard to spot. Perhaps they've perfected the art of covering it from the world. Or maybe it's hidden in a dark corner of their mind. But it's there. No one in this world is scar free.

Looking at him made things worse. It wrapped her closer to him and made her want to drag in every breath of air that specifically made him Thayer.

When he left her room tonight, she wanted his preference to be only her. His hands would only want her skin. He'd only fit perfectly with Severine.

The ending of the day was the ending of a powerful song, one that filled you up with anticipation because all the mistakes you made in the blazing light of day were erased.

Maybe me and you together is too much.[...] But I think that maybe...maybe together, we could blow everything else away.

No one in this world is scar free.

Remember me, I'm real.

Everyone wants to fall in love. But I think more people are in love with the theory of love. If you're looking in from the outside, it looks so beautiful. On the inside, it's scary because it can take over your life. It's the strongest emotion but also the darkest. It can put you on a high for days, but it can wrap an anchor around your feet and drown you in less than a minute. If everyone knew the truth no one would really ask for love. But when it drops into your life, you can only hope that you have enough strength to hang on.

I can forgive, but no matter how hard I try, the memories never fade. Forgetting is the worst because there's a trigger for every memory.

But this feeling with him...Severine closed her eyes and drank the moment in. Some things didn't come naturally for Severine. Yet, right now, it all flowed perfectly. This moment was written before it had ever begun. It was meant for her.

I'll accept that in order to unravel my story, I need to be destroyed first.

Wanna light up the sky?

You know, you're like no other girl I've ever met. I love that you don't put up with bullshit.

He looked past the surface of her skin, down to the true marrow of her thoughts.

Life moves forward whether you're okay or not.

I swear," he whispered, "my fingertips could sink right into you.

Severine was a greedy, selfish person. She wanted everything. Right now, sitting here with Thayer, she wanted to keep this moment forever. Nothing gave her the right to desire it so much.

I want to go wherever you are

Maybe I'm weaker than I thought because I'm feeling something for the guy that I should completely hate.

You deserve light. The brightest colors out there. Your mouth needs to smile and laughter needs to spill out. Your hollow brown eyes need to be filled with hope and the promise of tomorrow. No matter how many times I try to tell you that, you're slowly breaking apart. Everyone around you sees your suffering, but they're not willing to help you.

Rachel paused. "Do I need to get your mom? Did you just find out you're pregnant, and you don't know the baby daddy?" "No! And you really need to lay off Sixteen and Pregnant." "It's a train wreck. You wanna look away, but you just can't," Rachel said in defense of her reality show obsession.

Lana was with me," I rushed. "I mean… I went with her. She had to go because her parents were there and - "

I was rambling and I knew it. Yet it was the blank expression on Lachlan's face that made me stop talking. His eyebrows were pinched together. Eyes scrunched as if he was trying to peer very carefully at me.

"What are you talking about?" he asked in a low voice.

I stared at him miserably; it was all I could do.

"It's me…" He pushed away part of his jacket and gripped the material of his shirt. "Lachlan.

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