#sing

Toxic people will pollute everything around them. Don’t hesitate. Fumigate. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#friendship #letting-go #loving-yourself #moving-on #negative-people

Nefret had always had an uncanny ability to read his thoughts. 'Did she cry?' she asked sweetly. 'And then you kissed her? You shouldn't have done that. I'm sure you meant well, but kissing someone out of pity is always a mistake. ↗

— Elizabeth Peters

#love #mistakes #love

Our friends have a way of reminding us of how fabulous we are when the rest of the world has forgotten. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#friendship #positive-thinking #the-single-woman #true-friends #friendship

He had no idea what missing was. Missing was lying in the dampness of your tears night after night. Missing was a constant hollow spot in the center of your chest. Missing was a yawning ache that was never satisfied. ↗

— Denise Hunter

#love #missing #the-accidental-bride #yearning #love

I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self too much. ↗

— Ida Løkås

#eyes #fathers #loss #love #memories

He pulled me closer until his lips breathed me in, until we were sharing one breath. ↗

— Heather Anastasiu

#falling-in-love #in-love #kissing #lips #love

Your kisses make me feel like I'm dancing. ↗

— Melissa C. Walker

#kiss #kissing #love #love

If you really love someone, you shouldn’t be scared of losing, since real love is not having but wanting happy. ↗

— M.F. Moonzajer

#real-love #love

I love myself that much and I will never apologize to you. ↗

— Thomas Harris

#love

He leaned down, far enough that the dark ends of his hair brushed feather-light against her face, caught in her lashes, She had just enough time to take in a breath, to blink, to part her lips before he took them with his own. Time froze. Her heart ceased to beat. Her eyes fluttered shut. The cool slip of the small metal loop pressed into her skin as he kissed her. Urgent. Gentle. So slow. Sweet, soft demolition. He tasted of cloves and coffee. And of something else. A farawat essence, familiar and yet somehow foreign, too. Something sere and arid. A little like some. A little like decay Ash. ↗

— Kelly Creagh

#kissing #love #perfect #love