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You probably didn't hear me, but I told you I loved you that night. I couldn't seem to stop it from slipping out. Then you cried for Denny, and I wanted to die again. ↗

— S.C. Stephens

#thoughtless #love

...you betrayed me, but after all those years I discover, my tears have wiped the slate clean... ↗

— John Geddes

#love-lost #tears #love

You know, Emily was a selfish old woman in her way. She was very generous, but she always wanted a return. She never let people forget what she had done for them - and, that way she missed love. ↗

— Agatha Christie

#generosity #love #selfishness #love

I pulled out too late with her,” he said simply. Vaughn nearly dropped his glass. “Oh, fuck. Brooke’s pregnant?” “Whoa, there. No. Nobody’s pregnant. I meant that I pulled out of the relationship too late. ↗

— Julie James

#cade-morgan #julie-james #love-irresistibly #love

Some things scratch the surface while others strike at your soul. ↗

— Gianna Perada

#healing #life-and-living #moving #pain #rebirth

One of the greatest gifts we can give our children is the empowerment to create a life they love, filled with purposeful, enjoyable work, and relationships they hold dear. ↗

— Sarah L. Cook

#children #parents #life

I made so many promises when I arrived here. Now I'm not so sure. Now I'm worried. Now my mind is a traitor because my thoughts crawl out of bed every morning with darting eyes and sweating palms and nervous giggles that sit in my chest, build in my chest, threaten to burst through my chest, and the pressure is tightening and tightening and tightening Life around here isn't what I expected it to be. ↗

— Tehereh Mafi

#books #dystopian #love #sadness #life

everyone is making love or else expecting rain ↗

— Bob Dylan

#love

Love is not dependent on someone or something outside of you. One chooses to be Love in each moment as the moment unfolds, regardless of what happened in that moment. ↗

— Cardwell C. Nuckols

#love

Love, she reflected bitterly, wasn't something you bargained with or negotiated with...it lived by its own rules. Love appeared when you didn't want it and refused to go. It was like an invasive species that entered your garden without warning, and proceeded to grow wildly out of control, resistant to every method employed to kill it. Basically, love was pigweed. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#love #love