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#jericho

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I'm sorry your pretty little world got all screwed up, but everybody's does, and you go on. It's how you go on that defines you.


Karen Marie Moning


#karen-marie-moning

I hope they change my drugs soon. Whatever I'm on isn't working.


Karen Marie Moning


#mackayla-lane #change

Dying is overrated. Human sentimentality has twisted it into the ultimate act of love. Biggest load of bullshit in the world. Dying for someone isn't the hard thing. The man that dies escapes. Plain and simple. Game over. End of pain...Try living for someone. Through it all-good, bad, thick, thin, joy, suffering. That's the hard thing.


Karen Marie Moning


#jericho-barrons #love #death

Sometimes, Ms. Lane," he said, "one must break with one's past to embrace one's future. It is never an easy thing to do. It is one of the distinguishing characteristics between survivors and victims. Letting go of what was, to survive what is.


Karen Marie Moning


#past

Try a rocket launcher. Think maybe you could manage to hit me with that?


Karen Marie Moning


#ryodan #karen-marie-moning

He forced my soul back into innocent belief, not by empty words or false promises but by consistent action that never failed. He was safe.


Rachel Higginson


#jericho #love #romance #love

He calls me his Queen of the Night. He shows me the wonders in this incredible city. He encourages me to find my own way, and to choose what I think is right or wrong. And the sex, God, the sex! I never knew what sex was until him! It’s not soft music and candlelight, a choice, a deliberate action. It’s as involuntary as breathing, and as impossible not to do. It’s slammed up against a wall in a dark alley, or flat on my back on cold concrete because I can’t stand one more second without him. It’s on my hands and knees, dry-mouthed, heart-in-my-throat, waiting for the moment he touches me, and I’m alive again. It’s punishing and purifying, velvet and violent, and it makes everything else melt away, until nothing matters but getting him inside me and I wouldn’t just die for him—I’d kill for him, too. Like I did tonight.


Karen Marie Moning


#love #night #sex #love






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