#ships

Next to the first Henry and Meg, Henry had written, “Promise?” Well, that genie’s out of the bottle and there’s no stuffing her back in. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#dating-relationships #henry-whitmire #laura-anderson-kurk #love #meg-kavanagh

Après trois ans, un couple doit se quitter, se suicider, ou faire des enfants, ce qui sont trois façons d'entériner sa fin. ↗

— Frédéric Beigbeder

#relationships #love

I'm as vulnerable as anybody to the toxicity of the American nuclear family. But I wouldn't call it disease or moral failure as much as I would point the finger at a system that grinds people down like a metal file. Who doesn't need a drink? Who isn't going to crack and lash out at the people they love? ↗

— Susie Bright

#death

She texted me telling me her mom was dying, so I did the right thing and texted her back a picture of my erect penis and said, “Let’s start a new family.”
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— Jarod Kintz

#dying #family #funny #humor #inappropriate

If your blade were as sharp as your tongue, you'd have sliced me through years ago. ↗

— Erica Goros

#hate #love #relationships #the-daisy-chain #love

It won't be whiskey, won't be meth It'll be your name on my last breath If divorce or death ever do us part The coroner will call it a broken heart ↗

— The Band Perry

#music-lyrics #relationships #death

He who wants a rose must respect her thorn. ↗

— André Gide

#respect #rose #women #respect

We're, ah, taking a break to evaluate things, and, um, reexamine our relationship, so I stuffed him in a closet!" I burst out in shame. Timmie's eyes goggled. Is he still there? ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#grave #halfway #timmie #relationships

I slid down in the seat and began to weep. I wept for her, for me, but mostly because the siren call of my first big story with a yellow border around it was more powerful than the call of fatherhood. ↗

— Joe McNally

#parenting #relationships #photography

I'm always looking for what will make me whole. What will make me happy? Somewhere along the way I started to think it wasn't Helen anymore. She hasn't changed. Her laugh is still the one I remember. Her finger is still the one I put the ring on all those years ago. I can't understand why I don't want to curve next to her, keep her back warm anymore. Surely you don't lose love like keys? ↗

— Cath Crowley

#growing-apart #love #relationships #change