I guess by now I should know enough about loss to realize that you never really stop missing someone-you just learn to live around the huge gaping hole of their absence.
Hating requires caring. In which case, I couldn’t possibly hate you.
You never know what you have till you’ve lost it.
The fact is, the heart and mind aren’t always friendly. And in my case, they’re barely speaking.
We meet the people we’re supposed to when the time is just right.
And now I’m right back where I started. Sober and miserable.
Sometimes destiny lies just outside of our reach.
Life is still life. It’s still tough, complicated, and more than a little messy, with lessons to be learned, mistakes to be made, triumphs and disappointments to be had, and not every day is meant to be a party.
My feelings for you are not conditional. I don’t judge you. I don’t lose patience with you. I don’t punish you. I just love you. That’s all. Pure and simple.
That’s what true love is. It cannot be broken, it cannot be chipped away, it’s eternal, everlasting, and it can weather any storm.
I was a beautiful vampire princess loved, worshiped and admired by all. I lived in a luxurious gothic castle and I have no idea how I ended up at this fiberglass table with you losers.
Only love heals. Anger, guilt, and fear can only destroy and separate you from your true capabilities.
Our past may shape us, but it doesn’t define who we become.
She’s kind of a, well, you know, a B with an itch.