#friend

The only way to cry your eyes out and laugh your ass off at the same time is to have your mom or girlfriends present. Without them, the laughing part wouldn't be nearly as fun. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#despair #girlfriends #humor #laughing #moms

I don't know why you care. He doesn't even know you're there ↗

— NSYNC

#couples #girlfriend #like #love #song

No person, trying to take responsibility for her or his identity, should have to be so alone. There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep, and still be counted as warriors. ↗

— Adrienne Rich

#growth #lonliness #love #struggle #support

Part of me wanted this more than anything else in the world—to have someone to hang out with, be like everyone else for a while. The rest of me screamed to get the hell out of there, not to get sucked in. ↗

— Rachel Ward

#conflict #desire #friends #love #mind

I think we could be friends," he said, falling into step with her. "It's perfect because I wouldn't fall in love with you, like I do with the mermaids. Girls always seem so exotic. But it would be okay with you, because you're more like...you know. Not like a girl." He shrugged. ↗

— Jodi Lynn Anderson

#girl #just-friends #not-like-a-girl #peter-pan #tiger-lily

Drive-by declaration of love, how romantic,” Becca joked. Zahara smirked. “Hey, it’s either that or sending a carrier pigeon, but I have a feeling Rekesh would be pissed if a bird crapped all over him.” ~Zahara and Becca ↗

— Annabell Cadiz

#best-friends #lucifer-sons-of-old-trilogy #strong-women #zahara #love

For the first time, it struck me that when Denver said he'd be my friend for life, he meant it-for better or for worse. The hell of it was, Mr. Ballantine never wanted a friend, especially a black one. But once Denver committed, he stuck. It reminded me of what Jesus told His disciples 'Greater love has no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friends. ↗

— Ron Hall

#life

You like him, Rose. Why don't you just admit that, at least to me? ↗

— Louise Rozett

#crush #friends #love #secrets #love

Their words faded into the darkness as if they were spoken and unspoken at the same time; as if they were important and yet not at all, as if they were two people talking or maybe just one. Darkness, she understood later, easily confused the meaning of words, of skin touching skin. In their remaining summers together she tried to find that oneness again. When it was all over, when youth ended and he chose Maisy, she understood the lesson from the dock that night: she could never again call her feelings of intimacy and oneness love. Nor would she be fooled again into believing that her love was returned, that a boy felt more for her than friendship. ↗

— Patti Callahan Henry

#friendship

Promises from Lo are like bars at 2 a.m.--empty. ↗

— Krista Ritchie

#childhood-friends #college-romance #love-story #love