M. Robinson Quotes

If I wanted a comeback, I'd ask you to spit.

He didn't let me do anything, even bought me shirts that said, "If you didn't put it in there, then don't touch it." My mom still laughed about that one. She said that it was endearing the way he protected me,

The girl. She brings you peace and tranquality. which is intresting because she is nothing but chaos, but she is the quiet for your storm. Now that´s irony. Be careful, child, don´t play with fire unless you intend to get burnes; that girl is nothing but flames.

She was trying to save me when all I would do was destroy her.

The blonde's heads that was sucking my cock tried to look up, but I pushed her back down. "Did I say you could stop?

So here I am… What can my cock make you forget tonight?

When I saw him at the cemetry. I didn't even realize I was walking toward him until I was standing in front of him. It was like beging pulled by a string he was controlling. Luring me right to him. Then when we spoke, I could see it in his eyes, hear it in his voice... he loves me. And not in the 'I love you, I love you,too' kind of way. It's in the 'You're are my person, my lobster, my everything,' and that alone tells me that what we had was true.

He fucked me with anger, he fucked me with passion, he fucked me for all the pain and punishment I put him through, but most importantly, he fucked me with love.

How could you turn in to someone that you hate? How does your enemy become someone you see every time you look in the mirror? How do you hate yourself so much that sometimes you think the only way out is by ending it all?

Don't you dare feel bad for me. I'm not writing this for you to shed tears. My story goes a whole lot deeper than this, and I definitely don't want your pity. I adapted. I embraced whatever the fuck came or would come. That's what I do.

They say everything happens for a reason, that we're destined to meet certain expectations throughout the timeline of our lives. They're inevitable. It's already planned out.

I couldn't move. I couldn't feel and I was numb. I sat there until it was dark. I could see shadows and then, nothing; darkness. I sat there until my body couldn't take it anymore. I felt like I had died too.

I nervously laughed, "What?" "Did. You. Fuck. Him?" he hissed, using emphasis on every word. "Ever?" "Today," he questioned impatiently. "Have his hands been on you? Has he been inside you?

She needed to stay away from me. I wanted her to stay away from me. I should've made her leave, but it didn't matter because I couldn't stay away from her any longer. And in the end... I didn't fucking want to. So instead, I watched her sleep. Protecting her the only way I knew how. Except there was no protecting her.. From. Me.

You were the villain in your own story, Martinez. In mine, you've always been my hero.

It don't matter. I own you, Pippin. I claimed you. Even gave you my cut. Remember the patches? The property of Creed? Any of that a trigger to you? No one can come between our love, not even your fuckin' mind. I'll spend the rest of my life remindin' you what you mean to me if I have to. Ain't lettin' you go. I will always, always fuckin' love you. And no one can take that away from me. Not even you."

Creed Jameson

No matter where I went, where I've gone, what I've seen and what I've done…you have never not been wit' me. You've always been my home.

Every devil needs an angel. And she was mine.

I lived my "true" life for seven months. It was beautiful, it was chaotic, it was crazy… it was us. It was love.

Oh my God! Lucas is going to kill you. He's going to murder you and hide the body. I'm going to know about it, I'm going to be an accomplice!" I shouted. "Shhh...

Peace, I leave with you. My peace I give you," I whispered

Life was too damn short to pretend to be something I wasn't

I want you to come, baby. I want you to come so hard. You're mine and I want to own your body, mind and soul, and I don't even know if that's enough,