#story

For the first time in my life, I said the words, “I need a drink. ↗

— Cristina Marrero

#cristy-anne #lesbian #lgbtq #love #queer-youth

Orang yang memendam perasaan sering kali terjebak oleh hatinya sendiri. Sibuk merangkai semua kejadian disekitarnya untuk membenarkan hatinya berharap. Sibuk menghubungkan banyak hal agar hatinya senang menimbun mimpi. Sehingga suatu ketika dia tidak tahu lagi mana simpul yang nyata dan mana simpul yang dusta. ↗

— Tere Liye

#love

She can paint a lovely picture, but this story has a twist. her paintbrush is a razor, and her canvas is her wrist. ↗

— Amy Efaw

#picture #story #twist #wrist #love

I walked him down to the front door, and the Savannah air assaulted me as I opened the door. “This town was never the same without you.” He turned around and started his short walk home, disappearing into the black of the night. ↗

— Alexandria Rhodes

#more-than-you-know #home

Our connection was like a hidden force pulling us towards one another, and resisting it took a strength that I didn’t know I could keep up for much longer. ↗

— Michelle Madow

#love #love-story #true-love #love

I feel safe with him because he is so not my ideal and I feel like I can be myself because I'm not in love with him. ↗

— Gary Shteyngart

#super-sad-true-love-story #love

here’s a toast to Alan Turing born in harsher, darker times who thought outside the container and loved outside the lines and so the code-breaker was broken and we’re sorry yes now the s-word has been spoken the official conscience woken – very carefully scripted but at least it’s not encrypted – and the story does suggest a part 2 to the Turing Test: 1. can machines behave like humans? 2. can we? ↗

— Matt Harvey

#cs #gay #glbt #history #poetry

Every story is us ↗

— Rumi

#story #love

There was no reason for Bella Swan to cross paths with me. She would be avoided like the plague she was. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#edward-cullen #love #love-story #midnight-sun #twilight-saga

I could hold you prisoner here for the rest of the day and list everything I love about you, but that’s only half of it,” he explained, turning toward me. “The other half is something I can’t put into words. Something I don’t think I’ll ever be able to. It’s something that ties me to you, and you to me. Call it chemistry, call it fate, call it whatever you want. All I know is that I’m yours just as much as you’re mine, Luce. That’s the surest thing I’ve ever known. ↗

— Nicole Williams

#love-story #love