Future wife. Mother of my children. Keeper of my cock.
What we had was explosive and a whirlwind of mad love. Of course a part of him will always feel like a piece of shrapnel lodged into my heart.
Don’t be afraid to fall. Sometimes the perspective we need most is from the ground. Don’t be afraid to succeed. Sometimes we don’t shoot for the sky because we don’t look high enough. Hence, the view from the ground. Follow your dreams with steadfast determination. Never settle. Open your heart to endless possibilities, and risk it all for a moment, when the moment is right.
No matter how hard we try to be perfect, we are not. No matter how hard we try to do the right thing, the wrong thing manages to trip us up. No matter how undeserving one might feel of forgiveness, no one is unworthy of it.
My name is Scarlet Stone. I was offered useful traits the day I entered this world. I passed on common sense, opting for the-edge-of-a-knife journey. When I die, I want my gravestone to have the word ‘epic’ on it somewhere.
I came to Savannah to see where it all began... where I began. But right now, I swear to God I flew to the other side of the pond just to see Theo in a dirty white T-shirt and faded blue jeans with holes in the knees, a red bandana wrapped around his head, and the most vulnerable look in his blue eyes.
The truth requires absolute risk. Truth preserves no one or anything but the truth.
Their love was the most beautiful thing I had ever witnessed. If I could find a love that felt even remotely close to what they had, I knew I would be the luckiest woman in the world.
Men are dogs... they just are. They need constant praise and rewards. Women are pack mules – we work without praise for long days, recover quickly, and wake up the next day plodding right along again. No treats. No pats on the head. No belly rubs.
Dreams are meant to be chased.
Love is the heartbeat of our existence – the essence of humanity. In every life we try to do it better.
It should be every woman’s goal in her romantic life to never settle for a man who looks at her with anything but that level of adoration.
It’s mad love. The kind that makes no sense. The kind that is bigger than anything I’ve ever experienced. The kind that ensnares your soul and never lets go.
Bravery isn’t a trait, it’s a few moments of time where we pretend that we’re not vulnerable.
Love is not good at chasing expectations. It thrives on acceptance.
Loneliness is the side effect of solitude starving the soul.
Memories keep us grounded – give us an appreciation for life. Celebrate her life by living yours to the fullest. We’re all going to die eventually.
One of the wings to my pad is stuck to my pubic hair. Mom worries about tampons and toxic shock syndrome. It can’t be more painful than this.
In twenty-four hours, the girl next door had managed to remind him how miserable he was in his marriage, how much fun it was to flirt, and how much trouble she could cause in his life.
Happiness comes in small packages. It’s not so much a state of mind, but a moment.