#this

Love and hate, despite their polar opposites, are both feelings that are induced by passion. I can handle that. It’s the indifference I don’t know how to process. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#love #this-girl #love

I stand up and walk forward, grabbing the arm of the desk chair. I sit back down on the bed and pull her to me until she’s flush against my legs. I place my hands on her cheeks and force her to look at me. “Layken Cooper, I love you. I’ve loved you since the second I laid eyes on you and I haven’t stopped loving you for a second since. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#this-girl #will-cooper #love

Completely. Utterly. Frozen. My eyes drop to the table in front of me when she finishes. Her words are still sinking in. A boy that I'm seriously, deeply, madly, incredibly, and undeniably in love with. In love with? That's what she said. In love with. As in present tense. She loves me. Layken Cohen loves me. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#this-girl #love

This is my skin. This is not your skin, yet you are still under it. ↗

— Iain Thomas

#intimacy #love #skin #love

i love the book called the princess plot and its a good book because its about how its mysterys from other peeps... ↗

— Kristen Boie

#love

To Laugh Often & to Love much ↗

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

#love

I will love myself despite the ease with which I lean toward the opposite. ↗

— Shane Koyczan

#to-this-day #love

He was furious with himself for having lived these last days on a wish. On a lie. A kiss does not make the future. Love alone does not make a life. ↗

— Alethea Kontis

#enchanted #fairy-tales #love #love

They courted the face on the screen, the face of translucence, the face of wax on which men found it possible to imprint the image of their fantasy. ↗

— Anaïs Nin

#ladders-to-fire #this-hunger #woman #men

Vilket korkat jävla idiotland det här var. Alla unga kvinnor drack vatten i sådana mängder att det sprutade ur öronen på dem, de trodde det var "nyttigt" och "fräscht", men det enda som hände var att antalet unga inkontinenta i landet sköt rätt upp i höjden. Barn åt fullkornspasta och fullkornsbröd och allsköns märkvärdiga grova rissorter som deras magar inte kunde tillgodogöra sig riktigt, men det spelade ingen roll för det var "nyttigt", det var "fräscht", det var "hälsosamt". Å, de förväxlade mat med själ, de trodde att de kunde äta sig till att bli bättre människor utan att fatta att mat är en sak, de föreställningar mat väcker något annat. Och sa man det, sa man något i den vägen var man antingen reaktionär eller bara norrman, det vill säga en människa som är tio år efter. ↗

— Karl Ove Knausgård

#healthism #sweden #food