Teresa Mummert Quotes

I'm going to punish you, he whispered into my ear.

I forced myself to keep my eyes open so I could memorize every curve of her face. I wanted the image burned so deeply in my memory that when I closed my eyes to sleep at night, she would be the last thing I saw and the first person on my mind when I woke.

We need to boost each other to get to the top. It is much more effective than stepping on each other.

You are the only person who has ever made my heart race like this.

Emma is just a distraction. A shiny new toy that I can't have, so I want her. Fuck, do I ever want her. - William Honor (Honor Thy Teacher)

When a woman shows confidence and another claims arrogance, she is usually suffering from jealousy.

I'm not naive. I know I don't get the happily ever after. My knight in shining armor took the highway detour around this godforsaken shit hole ...

What's your name?" he asked, a boyish grin creeping across his face.
"Henley Brooks," I murmured, tucking my hair behind my ear.
"My name's Lucas."
"I know," I replied, regretting the words as soon as they left my mouth. His grin grew larger as he ran his fingers through his dark hair.
"No wonder you look so scared.

Love comes from the heart, lust comes ...lower

Take the path that leads to nowhere. It's the most fun.

I quickly scrawled my number and Colt across the paper and placed it in her palm. She looked down at my number and smiled.

"Colt. Like a horse?"

"Like the gun, sweetheart." I winked and her face brightened with a nervous smile.

As I opened the door, Abel turned toward the shower and zipped up his pants. "Jesus! Shit! I'm so sorry." I yanked the door to close it, but he grabbed hold and pulled it wide open.
"Wow. Was it that disappointing?" He laughed, and my face burned with embarrassment.
"I didn't see anything." I was mortified.
"You really know how to hurt a man's ego.

If it's you or me I'd make yourself right with God, motherfucker.

This isn't a negotiation. I want to make you cum, Lily. I am being very nice to you. It would be in your best interest to take my gift as it is and not be greedy.

You have no idea how someone will react in a frightening situation until you're in it. Most would call me a monster, but even I get scared of the darkness that creeps inside of me.

You scared, sweetheart?

Worthless. It wasn't that I viewed my tears as a weakness; it was that I knew what they'd said was true. I was a nothing. No one looked forward to seeing me in the morning. No one laid his head on his pillow at night to dream of me. I existed by pure accident, and no one would let me forget how unwanted I was.

She was gravity. She was the light in the darkest of my days, and her smile ignited a flame inside of me that had gone out a long time ago.

Sometimes bad things happened to good people. Life was nothing more than a series of events with no rhyme or reason.

Write something worth reading and your voice will be heard.

So the drill sergeant says, 'All you idiots fall out!' All the soldiers took off and one stayed. So the drill sergeant walks over to the soldier and raises an eyebrow and the soldier says, 'Sure was a lot of 'em!

Was that a tattoo I saw on your back?" He asked.
"None of your business."
"I just didn't peg you for the tramp stamp type."
"It's not a tramp stamp. It's my F-holes," I corrected. His eyes had widened before he let out a long, deep laugh.
"Jesus, Henley."
"For a violin, you A-hole."
I turned around, raising my shirt high enough on my lower back to reveal two curved lines on either side of my spine. I jumped when the pad of his finger ran over the design leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.
"Wow," he mumbled, and I turned back around to face him, letting the hem of my shirt fall from my hands.
"What? You think it's stupid."
"No ... no. I think that's the sexiest tattoo I've ever seen. How often does someone get to finger your strings?

You have no idea how much I love it when you beg, darlin'.

You can pretend none of this ever happened when you leave, or pretend you had no choice. I don't give a fuck what you have to tell yourself to sleep at night. For the next two weeks you belong to me.

Perfection is an illusion that I have mastered. It is the weak who suffer in mediocrity. But my fears are very real and the story of my past is what nightmares are made of. The monsters no longer hide under my bed. I welcome them under the covers. Popularity is a contest after all and I was anything but a loser.

Are all people from California so rude?" He shrugged. "Not as bad as the bitches from Mississippi."
"Burn.

I love you," he repeated. "I wasn't sure it was even possible for me to care about anyone else again, but I can't deny how I feel about you.

Things spoken can be forgotten and forgiven, but the written word has the power to change the course of history, to alter our lives.

Here we don't pray for the weak, we prey on the weak.

For the first time in a long while, I cared about something. I wanted to make you smile.

your mistakes don't define who you are.

I know i don't get the happily ever after. My knight and shinning armor took the highway detour around this godforsaken shit hole. I've made peace with that. That doesn't mean i'm going to lie down like a doormat and let every cocky prick in the trailer have his way with me. - White Trash Beautiful

What came first the chicken or the egg?
The chicken. That is how it got knocked up in the first place.

I'm not hiding. I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve. Everything anyone wants to know about me is right in front of their faces. Most just don't bother to look.

I'm sorry."

"Not yet, but you will be.

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I thought about how my life had drastically changed after the last few days. I had been on a downward spiral, but after meeting Mr. Honor I felt like I had a reason to get up in the morning, a reason to show up to class. Here he was feeling as if he had ruined my life, but I felt like he had saved it. He had saved me. I was finally living.

Rose was unravelling my hard exterior and helping me realize the boy I use to be was still there. I walked around like I had a death wish, taking unnecessary risks because my reason for living had vanished, but now that she was back I had to do everything I possibly could to fight for us; to fight for her.

When I have you bent over this couch, which one of your names should I moan?

There is the easy way and there is my way.

Do you want me to taste you, sweetheart?

I spent most of my free time reading. It was a great escape from reality

When I met her, I saw her as someone else who needed saving but she had saved me. She had given me hope when I had given up on everything in my life.

Loser," I groaned, as I rolled my eyes.
"I may be a loser, but I fuck like a champ. You should try it sometime. Maybe you wouldn't be so cranky.

Always remember the secrets you were trusted to keep. Those become weapons, and I've developed an arsenal.

I've never been good at sharing my toys.

Sometimes love burns so hot in your veins that it consumes all rational thought. You become a walking shell that can no longer function without your significant other whispering into your soul, telling your heart to beat.

I wanted to rip her from her gilded cage and force the world onto her just to watch her crumble. Misery loves company, and I was nothing if not lonely.- Kaden

Kettle, you're not embracing my awesome. Embrace the awesome."
"So are you going to tell me how you knew?" I pulled back to look at him, and his gaze flicked to mine. "Well, I'd always had a feeling of awesome, even as a young boy."
"My God. You're infuriating."
"Kettle, I'm touched, but you don't need to call me 'God.

And who cares what anyone here thinks? Enjoy life. No one gets out alive.

Do you still think I'm the good guy?

Money doesn't buy happiness, it buys power, and that is even better.

Here is how you know if it is love or lust. Push them in front of a bus. If you jump in the way and save them it is love.

Moth to a flame. Somehow we both got burnt.

A flower needs the rain to grow just as much as it needs the sunshine.

That's because you're in here, sweetheart. I'd walk through hell for you. I placed a kiss on her forehead, letting my lips linger for a moment. There was no way she could fully understand how monumental this was for me. All of this. Her stepping back in my life had set in motion a huge change inside of me. It felt like my heart had remembered how to beat again.

If you don't believe in yourself, why should anyone else?

Sometimes I scare myself at how easily I slip inside my mind and live vicariously through these characters.

I didn't mean I don't want to do it again. I just can't give you what you want. I can't give you what you deserve. What happened back there is all I know. There will never be anything more than that with me. I do not get close to people. I don't care for people," he explained, and my head began to swim with all of this information.

You can be a cocky asshole to me. I deal with little pricks like you all of the time. But you leave Jenn the hell alone or the next time you take a piss, it will be through a fucking tube. Do we understand each other?

Your home is your jail, Bird. I'm going to set you free.

My tongue ran over my lower lip and I could taste the sin. It was thick and heavy in the air, and it made my head swim as I gazed into Abel's ocean-colored eyes. I wondered whether he tasted it too, whether his heart was pounding in his chest. I wondered most of all if it was artificial - a haze of adoration brought on by the pills. It had been so long since I'd wanted that; I didn't trust my own thoughts, but if felt too good to care.

Shh ... You need discipline, you have no self-control.

There is no greater feeling of accomplishment than to create a world that solely exists in your imagination and be able to pull someone into this hidden place inside of my thoughts. To make someone care for a person that has manifested from my dreams, to make them hate me for putting them in danger, and for them to ask to be taken on another journey with me when it is all said and done is why I write.

I tried. I hope Jenn understands that I tried. But I couldn't listen to him talk that way about her. I spun around with my fist cocked back and connected with the left side of Thomas's face. He was out before his head hit the floor.

If anyone makes you cry, I will make them cry, okay?

Road trips are fun. Come on. I'll let you control the music. I give you permission to put your hand on my knob." He laughed and I playfully hit him on the arm.
"There is no knob."
"Well, you are pretty good at pushing my buttons too.

Humans by nature are pack animals. We take comfort in those around us, and value our worth by how many others deem us important. We struggle to fit in, be like the others.

We haven't even gotten started, darlin'.

...but numbers didn't lie. That was the reason I loved math. It was the only pure form of honesty left in this world.

I told you to do something, darlin'. I won't say it twice.

We all out our crazypants on one arm at a time.

You can't force love. You can't control how someone else feels. You just have to enjoy it while it lasts and hope the ride doesn't end.

Hold on to me, darlin'.

Patience, little one. I want to take my time with you.

I made my mind up that this evening, after work, I would start taking applications for a new official sub. I

You can't love someone just by looking at them. That is lust. Not saying love can't come fast, but it doesn't come first.

Don't want to fix you, Bird. I want you to fix me.

There is nothing original about you. From your dyed hair to the plastic on your fingernails, you are an illusion."
"I'm a natural blonde. I can prove it if you'd like." I raised an eyebrow as his head tilted to the side ever so slightly. If I didn't know any better, it looked as though he was fighting against a smirk.

This isn't a joke. This is life or fucking death, Lily. I am trying to save you."
"Save me from who?"
"From me, darlin'.

Part of me wanted to talk myself out of what I was doing. I knew there was no coming back from the feelings I was allowing back, but I didn't really care. It was a crippling addiction and I didn't want the cure.

You never truly understand what you are missing until you have it in your grasp and push it away.

Never outgrow your imagination.

Fuck what they think. This is about doing what I love, following my dreams. If they like it, that's just icing on the cake. If I lived my life worried about everyone else, I would go insane.

When she arrived, I was certain she would ruin Tatum. I never had imagined she'd be the person to try to save me.

Love will hurt. If it doesn't hurt you are not doing it right. To truly love someone you must open yourself up to the pain that would be losing them.