R.J. Lewis Quotes

You're a fucking idiot, Carter. That girl has been in love with you since the moment she saw you. You were her childhood love. You were her fucking god. She might've wiped your asshole if you asked her to. Chicks don't move on from the same kind of love she had for you. They might live with it, they might learn to love other guys, but they don't move on. Inside, the what-ifs consume them.

Everything dead and still inside of me came alive, and he did what he always did: ignited me. And, fuck yes, I wanted to burn. Let me burn with this man.

There's no salve to the heart when it comes to forgetting you. You're unforgettable; unimaginably, unbelievably, inconceivably unforgettable.

with honesty there came communication,

You're broken, and you depend on those looks to give you something you've been without. It doesn't work that way, little lady.

You're the sun, babe, and I'm the fucking darkness. We come from completely different realities, and you deserve a fucking hell of a lot more than me.

Pain is unavoidable. It comes in many different ways for many different reasons.

is a woman's strongest weapon.

We never went back to normal after that fight.

Why was it in hindsight you could see the cracks in a foundation you'd have otherwise thought was solid and smooth?

We shut down, we get angry, we run away. But eventually we have to find ways to move forward.

And this is why I was often excluded in girly cliques; you would sooner find me dead than giggle shamelessly for attention at a good looking dude.

You must think I'm trying to charge by the inch, in which case I think you've overpaid.

It hadn't been Ryker's room for a few months now.

The man was a lunatic. I didn't care. He was possessive and violent. I still didn't care. He was jealous and rude, and he took what he wanted without fear or regret. And I didn't fucking care.

Any-way, I guess my point, babe, is that it doesn't matter all that much about your first time. There's no point regretting what you can't change.

Club bitch? What dumbass female would want to call herself a club bitch with this fucking jerk around?

and I liked these moments because his touch felt like fire

Why does someone like this or that? I believe it's wired in us. Just like I'm wired to you and you're wired to me. It doesn't make sense and we don't understand it, but we're propelled to each other. Be it a chemical reaction binding us, or a higher power that deems it so, we're soul-mates. That's why I love you. I can't turn it off because I have no control over it, and i'd never want to anyway.

She was a match, lit with fire the second he drew near. and if he got close enough, she ignited him, and together they burned.

But love isn't rational. it's a fucking mess, that's what love is. You can't control the way you feel. Love was a different entity altogether. It picked and chose what it wanted. It disregarded logic. Hell, it shat on logic and then it buried away the pain and embraced the heart with feelings so euphoric you'd forget all the bad just to feel it, even for a minute.

And that was the cruel thing about love. You couldn't turn it off. You couldn't pretend it didn't exist because it was outside logic's control. It had its own selfish agenda, and it lived to cloud your judgment and to trick you into believing there was more than what you were told.

Then we'll be Tarzan and Jane, mating like wildebeests and frolicking from tree limb to tree limb." "The Disney movie never showed them mating." "Jane was a hottie. Tarzan would have tapped that ass the second the credits came up. Now that's a fact.