#aunt

I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. You haunted me to the point that I began to believe Hank had gone back on his oath and killed you. I couldn't escape you and I didn't want to. You tortured me, but it was better than losing you. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#heartache #life #loss #love #missing

So you're gone and i'm haunted And i bet you are just fine Did i make it that easy to walk Right in and out of my life ↗

— A Fine Frenzy

#haunted #heartbreak #life

That’s the last time I put you in charge of the tequila when we’re making margaritas ↗

— JoAnne Kenrick

#gypsy #haunted #joanne-kenrick #margarita #margaritas

Something was bleeding… and something was broken. It was my heart… because I had to leave you. (Chase to Rayne) ↗

— Kimberly Brockman

#angels-and-demons #fantasy-romance #haunting #love-story #paranormal-romance

I will give you anything to say you want to stay, you want me too. Say you'll never die, you'll always haunt me. I want to know I belong to you Say you'll haunt me... ↗

— Stone Sour

#haunt-me #love #say-you-ll-haunt-me #love

Ay, that I had not done a thousand more. Even now I curse the day—and yet, I think, Few come within the compass of my curse,— Wherein I did not some notorious ill, As kill a man, or else devise his death, Ravish a maid, or plot the way to do it, Accuse some innocent and forswear myself, Set deadly enmity between two friends, Make poor men's cattle break their necks; Set fire on barns and hay-stacks in the night, And bid the owners quench them with their tears. Oft have I digg'd up dead men from their graves, And set them upright at their dear friends' doors, Even when their sorrows almost were forgot; And on their skins, as on the bark of trees, Have with my knife carved in Roman letters, 'Let not your sorrow die, though I am dead.' Tut, I have done a thousand dreadful things As willingly as one would kill a fly, And nothing grieves me heartily indeed But that I cannot do ten thousand more. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#evil #final-words #gallows #insult #monologue

I’ll tell you a secret about the men in this world. They like young pretty girls, but when pretty teams up with smart and resourceful, it’s more than an elixir, it’s nearly a dad-blamed aphrodisiac. ↗

— Pamela Morsi

#pamela-morsi #the-lovesick-cure #men

But I will find new habits, new thoughts, new rules. I will become something else. ↗

— Veronica Roth

#divergent #myself #rules

I was under the impression that I warned you that in London country ways will not do, Frederica!” “You did!” she retorted. “And although I can’t say that I paid much heed to your advice it so happens that I am accompanied today by my aunt!” “Who adds invisibility to her other accomplishments! ↗

— Georgette Heyer

#aunt #banter #chaperon #invisible #london

What is wrong with you?' I shake my head. 'Pull it together.' And that's what it feels like: pulling the different parts of me up and in like a shoelace. I feel suffocated, but at least I feel strong. ↗

— Veronica Roth

#dauntless #divergent #insurgent #tris-prior #bravery