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Over the years, I've learned a lot about Oliver Hart, but the only one worth remembering, is that he's bad for my health.
Fine. I'll go back to my room," he says gruffly, his blazing eyes boring into mine. "Just know that I'll be thinking very naughty thoughts and doing very naughty things to myself while I picture you naked and wet.
I swear to God, Gabriel, if you don't stop, I will lose it. I will go to the bathroom and pull a Britney in the middle of your acceptance speech.
because once she leaves, you'll both be left wondering what you could have done differently to make her stay. Question
Sometimes we let the first ones get away, but it teaches us to cherish the second ones that much more.
If this is love . . . real love . . . like I've always thought, it's nothing more than a vicious game of Russian roulette. The gun clicks when it comes to you, and you cringe in anticipation that this may just be the last breath you take, but then it continues on, until the next round . . . and the next. Then there's that one time when it clicks and hits you, and you just can't walk away.
Finding a guy isn't a problem. Keeping a guy is a problem, and finding the guy is a complete catastrophe.
You couldn't just shout comfort into the universe and hope it caught on and gave it back.
You want something? Go and get it. You have the power to be something. It doesn't matter who you are or where you come from. You have power. So go, be!" From
Life is short. We're only here to chase moments. I'd rather make those moments worthwhile.
is more haunting than regret.
THEY SAY THE best way to move on is to let go. As if letting go is the easy part. As if trying to dim or erase three years of memories, good and bad, is something you can do in one day.
You never know when your ladder is going to wobble or break," he would say. "So no matter how high up you are, you need to be mindful of the ones holding the legs on the ground. They have the power to pull you down or help you if you fall. And more importantly, you never know when you'll be the one at the bottom of that ladder, because that happens - tables can turn quickly in life.
This isn't my life. You are.
I'm not saying I hate you right now; I'm saying that if I had a knife in my hand, you would be bleeding.
You can try to steer your life in a certain direction all you want, but ultimately, the wind is in charge of your sail.
If you could go back in time, what advice would you give your 21 y/o self? Answer: Think about your actions. They have consequences.
Love always tries, and I never stopped.
You look beautiful. I'm so happy I finally agreed to go on this date with you." That makes me laugh. "Really? Were you being hounded relentlessly?" "Like you wouldn't believe," he says, raising his eyebrows. "It's been exhausting having to dodge your advances.
Do you do this much for all of your clients?" I asked…
"I think you know I don't," he whispered, still holding my face. "And I think you know this has passed the client boundary by now.
Tessa," he said over and over and over like a mantra. "My Tessa.
Because walking away isn't that simple anymore, and even if it was, I wouldn't let her.
Life is short, and brutal, and painful, and it takes loved ones away from us as quickly as it brings them into our lives, but it's also beautiful.
The thing I loved most about pictures was that with time, it froze our emotions. Even years after taking that picture, after all we'd been through - the heartache, the struggles - when I looked at it, I felt the happiness we'd shared that day.
You asked me if I want kids, and the answer is, that I want anything - everything - you want to give me. I want your mornings and your nights. I want your bickering and your eye rolls. I want your nudges when I'm hugging you too tight at night. I want your groans when I tell you a joke, and your moans when I'm making you feel good." "And what do I get?" I ask, my voice a hoarse whisper. "You get everything," he says.
I love you for loving me, and I love you for allowing me to love you. I love you to the moon and back. Forever.
Tessa." His tone and the way he leaned in made me shut my mouth. "When it comes to you, there's never any competition. You blow everyone else out of the water.
Would you believe me if I told you that I've spent these last few years regretting every decision I made before you left?" he asked into the darkness.
"Considering who you married, yes."
"I could have married any random woman and I would still feel this way because she wasn't you.
That's all I am, Aim. A ghost of myself. I don't even know who I am without her.
I started shedding friends like layers of winter clothing and found that even if I got cold, I would rather build my own damn fire. I was better off without them." I shrug, letting him know that's all there was to it.
This is our canvas. Let's paint it how we want it. I love you, always, Oliver.
I wish I didn't have this strong urge to uncover my past, because with this comes devastation and sorrow that I'm not sure I'm strong enough to relive.
I loved you then, I love you now, and I'll love you always. You've always been it for me, Blake.
Tomorrow I'll be okay, but today I let myself bleed, and that's okay too.
Do you have to leave?" she whispered, her voice filled with exhaustion. "I have to," I said, combing my hand through her hair. "Don't you like it here?" "I do, but all of my stuff is there," I said. "So bring it here," she argued. "You can put it in my closet.
I didn't think love was about falling in or out; it was about staying in.
He made sure that no man would ever life up to him. In the end, he hurt me more than I hurt him. I broke his heart, but he tore mine into a million pieces. Even if I wanted to piece it back together, I would never find them all because he would always be holding some.
I try to search for the light, but I know I'll never find it, because there is no light in darkness.
Pain isn't just losing the person you love. Pain is losing the person you love, seeing them with somebody else, and not interfering because you know you can't give them the life they deserve.
For anybody who thinks love only exists in fairy tales - Love is limitless. Believe.
I'm yours. I have always been yours. I will forever be yours.
placed my hand there to control its throbbing. I
I love you to the moon and back.
You're the only one that fucking matters...only you...always.
Are you mine and no one else's?"
He smiled, caressing my face with his thumb as he brought his lips down to mine. "Always yours. I was never anybody else's.
Forgiving, caring, always willing to give people a second chance until you fucked up again, in which case she'd put you on her shit list.
Missing: my muse. If found, please return.
My favorite part about cooking is drinking red wine while I do it.
It's my turn … I've let you go a million times before, and I don't want to miss this chance with you.
I love you too, baby," he said in a low voice that makes me shiver. Cole has been saying those words to me for the past nine years. I've never said them back.
The thing about falling was that it didn't happen the way everyone imagined it. Sometimes it happened slowly, over time, and other times you found yourself waiting for the other person to catch up.
Nic?" he asked, his voice low and near my ear. My stomach did a flip-flop.
"Yeah?" I whispered.
"You're going to have to learn to breathe when you're near me. We'll be doing this a lot."
My head whipped toward him, and he reared back slightly to put a little distance between our faces.
"You're unbelievable," I said.
"So I've been told.
This is life. This is what happens when you stop living in the moment. People grow up. They change, they move on, and you find yourself wishing you had looked up in time to walk with them.
She seems to think that running off and leaving me heartbroken is a good idea, so I decided that I'm going to take her home with me every single day to remind her that my heart beats only for her. That my day starts with her running through my mind and ends with her sleeping in my arms.
What are you doing, Jensen," I whispered.
"What do you want me to do, Mia?" he whispered back.
"I don't want you to do anything."
"Then I'm not doing anything," he said just as low.
Real love stories never end.
If you're at the other end of the chase, it would be impossible for me to be disappointed.
They say it takes twenty-one days to break a habit. It's been approximately one thousand eight hundred and twenty six since I last held her hand in mine and I'm still waiting for the remnants of her to break off of me.
I don't want to want you this much," I whispered when our lips broke apart again.
His eyes searched mine, his gaze softening. "But you do."
"But I do."
"And you can't will the feeling away?"
I shook my head, looking at him as if he was going to give me some kid of antidote for this. Whatever this was.
"Neither can I," he said, placing his forehead against mine. "Neither can I.
No matter how much closure I'm going to give you, you're going to compare me to every single man you meet, Mia. It's the same for me. Nobody is ever funny enough, annoying enough, crazy enough, or beautiful enough to equate to you.
You know nothing, Jon Snow!" "Who
34 C, baby," he said loudly. I felt my face turn a shade of red as a woman walked by us. She shot me an amused look.
Blake, your past is my past, your present is my present, and your future is my future. I bear the weight of everything that happens in your life. How can you not see that?
She fixed me and broke me all at once.
Do you think love conquers all?" I ask quietly.
"I hope so. If it doesn't, we're all doomed.
story wasn't always pretty. Some would argue it was quite the opposite, but it was beautiful to me.
THE DOWNFALL OF ambition is sometimes letting life pass you by and only realizing it did so after the fact.
Thank you, Cole for teaching me what love feels like. And most of all thank you for never giving up on me even when I was ready to give up on myself.
football game. "What? You might as well keep me company," he said, laughing at the look on my face.
I can't tell you what love is, I really don't know that there's a concrete definition for it. But I can tell you what love is to me. When I was younger it was the way I got butterflies in the pit of my stomach every time your name was mentioned, it was the way my mind only wanted to think of you; daydream of you. The way I yearned for you and laughed louder when I was with you. You made me feel safe, cherished and happy despite my unhappiness. (...) Love is knowing that one day when I'm old and my body aches, my heart won't, because I'll be with you.
How would you describe the #feeling of #love in 140 or less characters?
Answer : Like somebody is gripping your heart, but you don't want them to let go because the ache would worsen without them.
He was untamed perfection.
What I don't understand is fighting for somebody time and time again, and proving that you'll be there no matter what, and having them give up. Just like that.
Some people would rather stay in a toxic relationship than experience the fear of the unknown
For my dream, in particular, I was able to find a balance. I wish that would be true for everybody else. There's always a way.
One thing I did learn throughout my life was that the weight of unspoken words always felt heavier than the burden of the consequences they carried.
I HATE FIGHTING. I hate being wrong, but I hate fighting more than I hate being wrong. I'm just not good at the grudge-holding thing. I get mad, scream about it and let go.
Jon. Snow. Is. A. Huge. Deal.
I rarely did that, but I figured because of the time it had to be UPS
I could kiss her. I could kiss her right now, but what good would that be when I knew it would have to end quickly? I wanted hours with her. Sunrises and sunsets buried between her legs.
I've lived in pain since the moment I lost you. I've learned to live with it, but I haven't learned to accept it.
I'd give up my career to chase moments with the right woman.
I think he's aging like fine wine.
You're going to need a better reason this time. A real reason. And just to be clear, I don't give a fuck what it is because I am not going to let you go. Period.
Every second counts. Live in this moment. This is life. This is what matters.
Shattering hearts … it's fitting."
"They're not shattering hearts, they're kaleidoscope hearts," I correct him."
"What's the different? You make them with broken pieces."
… "The difference is that it's already broken, but I use the pieces to rebuilt it. The difference is that the heart has a second chance, and maybe it'll get broken again, but it's already shattered, so maybe the fall won't be as bad.
Let me go," I said, my gaze dropping to his hand, holding the hem of my jacket. He closed his eyes briefly.
"I don't know how," he whispered.
Her heart was a little bruised up His had not yet learned to forget When they hugged, there were fragile parts." -MJ ABRAHAM
Blake, if the world was for sale, I'd buy it for you.
Every time I lied to my dad I felt like I was going up against the Supreme Court justices and pleading my case.
His mouth felt like everything I envisioned heaven and hell must feel like: warm and welcoming, hot and seductive.
All thoughts of who may or may not be my family vanish when I look into his green eyes, because he's my family. My home.
Did you know you can't sit down for weeks if you get ass implants? Trust me, I googled that shit.
He's like your drug. No matter how far you go or what crazy measures you take to stay away from him, you always end up back where you started.
Home is where I am. Remember that next time you decide you need to run away." I
It seems like every time we need something, life finds a way to tell us to sit and wait.
She loved me, but not enough to stay. Not enough to put me first.
You mustn't be afraid of love, Blake. No matter what you go through in life, don't be afraid to love. Loving is the only thing that keeps us sane. If it weren't for love, the suffering we experience wouldn't be worth it. If it weren't for the suffering, we wouldn't cherish the good things life gives us.
I want you," he said. I gasped as his fingers dug into my flesh. "I want you and I can't have you if I keep working for you."
"Says who?" I asked, surprised my voice was loud enough for him to hear me.
"I've worked so fucking hard and this case is going to blow it all to shit," he said, inching his face closer to mine. I stopped breathing. "All because I need this more than I've needed anything else in my fucking life.
What I know is that she sets me on fire, and if you were to perform an intradermal test on me, you'd know when she was in it because you'd see the trails of blaze she left behind. Because that's what I feel at the mere thought of her, and I'd rather live my life in flames than be numb without her.