Your brain amazes me. Your thoughts are poetry.
Shepley threw a french fry at his cousin. “Get your lips outta my girl’s ear, Trav!” “Networking! I’m networking!
Wherever you are, I’m there with you. I don’t want to be anywhere you’re not.
She’s special, you know? She’s a daddy’s girl, but she’ll tell you where to stick it if she doesn’t like what you have to say. She’ll slap a giant to protect the honor of her best friend. She hates good-byes. She wears this little gold cross around her neck and cusses like a sailor. She’s my happily ever after.
You look lost,” Benji said. “Isn’t everyone?
It doesn’t make you weak to forgive someone, you know” he said. “No, but it gives people another chance to hurt you.
You are in control of your emotions. You’re in control of your reaction. You can, at any time, change the way you feel.
It keeps me awake some nights... how much I’ll think about you when I leave here.
I’ve never seen him smile the way he does when he’s with you. I hope all my boys have an Abby one day.
The only thing I’m thinking about right now is holding you in my arms all night.
I am happy. Today, I’m the happiest I’ve ever been. Tomorrow, I’ll be even happier.
So you’re spending more than you’re making? What did I tell you about being responsible? Damn it, Camille! How many times have I told you not to get the credit cards?” He wiped his mouth and threw his napkin on the table. “I didn’t whip your ass enough as a child! If I had, you might listen to me once in a goddamn while!” Trenton.
We come first, every time. It’s us, then the family, then the world.
It doesn’t matter what it is, Pigeon. You’ve already given me everything I’ve ever wanted.
It’s part of the process. It takes people years to navigate something like this. The guilt, the uncertainty, regret... the loss. But it’s okay. Try to live in the right now and take it one second at a time.
Family was everything. It was worth dying for, losing your mind over, and facing your greatest fears.
I don’t care what you were or what you’re not anymore. I just want you.
You’re tomorrow, You’re the apocalypse.
Don’t leave this time, okay? I wanna wake up just like this in the morning.” I kissed his chest, feeling guilty that he had to ask. “I’m not going anywhere.
Well, I don’t love you because of the way you look, that’s infatuation. I don’t love you because of our sexual chemistry, that’s lust. I don’t love you because you love me, that’s empathy. I don’t love you because of what you can give me or what you can do for me, that’s transactional. I don’t love you because of the way you treat me, that’s gratitude. I don’t love you because you keep me safe, that’s security. I don’t know why I love you, babe. That’s how I know it’s real.