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Oh, didn't I, didn't I, didn't I

See you cryin' (cryin, cryin')

Feelin' all alone without a friend

You know you feel like dyin' (dyin', dyin')

Cheap Trick, I want you to want me

 

Kocham aż boleśnie światła świtów 

Rozpękniete jak dojrzały owoc granata

Pestki rozsypane w piasku 

 

Chcę to przeżywać ciągle na nowo

Od nowa 


Reposted from hormeza

Maybe I am a little bit envious. But not of the guy or even the relationship . . . more of the ability to have such a relationship. After a few completely bland liaisons over the years, I’ve decided that I just don’t have that thing in me that lets people fall in love.

Cora Carmack, All Played Out

Because that’s love, Mia. I take care of you before me.

Lisa Renee Jones, Beautiful Betrayal

I always thought I was completely numb to feeling. I assumed there would never be a man to draw me out of my shell. It’s silly now that I used to worry about my ability to fall in love, like that part of me was permanently undeveloped or broken.

R.S. Grey, Fighting Words

“Grief is like a monster. That monster is hungry. It eats whatever’s inside you. But one day you wake up…and find out that it’s full. That it is satisfied.”

“What happens when it’s full?”

“It’s still a monster, but it’s no longer scary.”

“Sounds terrible.” I scrunch my nose.

She leans back in the rocking chair, mulling it over.

“Sounds like life to me. We’re bound to get hurt. Life is a journey, and no road worth taking is smooth and bumpless. Life is a borrow, not a gift, Levy. Take advantage as long as you have it.”

 

L. J. Shen, Damaged Goods 

“When you see him, I want you to do something for me.”

“What’s that?”

“Ask him if he feels like he might die if he doesn’t get to touch you again.”

I frown. “Why would I ask him that?” I whisper.

“Because there’s another man who does.” The phone clicks as he hangs up.

 

T. L. Swan, The Stopover 

Oh, baby, the only place that would ever be hell to me is one where you’re not with me. Even if our souls are damned to burn for eternity, as long as you’re there, I don’t really give a shit. As long as you’re there, it’ll be heaven to me.

Lucy Smoke, Natural Born Killers 

This is what I wanted. I never admitted it out loud, even to myself. But this is what my secret heart always wanted.

Someone who would not be unable to tear themselves away.

Someone who would choose me over everything.

 

Skye Warren, One for the Money 

I wasn’t beautiful inside. I was full of sadness, of loneliness, of...ache, but my shell hid it all. Hid me behind this facade.

Bella Di Corte, Skin Deep 

Everyone will hurt you. The key to happiness is finding someone worth enduring the pain.

 

Parker S. Huntington, L.J. Shen, My dark Romeo

You put all these walls up, but your heart still wants what it always has…and always will. Pain, hurt, loss - that’s the price we all pay for loving and being loved in return. You can choose to live or choose simply to exist. But don’t fool yourself that existing is free from danger. It’s just a different kind. Pick your poison.

 

Dylan Allen, Then Came You 

So I learned to not rely on anyone. Since I was a teenager, I’ve thought my fear of getting close to people was because I was afraid of losing them. But I think maybe I was more afraid that there was no one out there afraid of losing me.

Vi Keeland, The Game

“Balter?”

“To dance—artlessly, with no grace, no skill, but always with enjoyment. All you have to do is ask. I will always be here to balter with you.”

Parker S. Huntington, Devious Lies