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He ran his hand over his chest and stopped above his heart where a black tattoo of an ornate skeleton key was inked on his skin.She had its other half-a lock in the shape of a heart with a keyhole in the center-tattooed on her lower stomach beside her right hip bone. Laying on top of her, he'd slide down to kiss her breasts and their two tattoos would come together. Lock and key. ↗

— Kelli Maine

#love

You need to eat more." (...) "Then I'd get fat, and you wouldn't like me." Johnny tweaked her nose in teasing response and shifted her into a more comfortable position with her back against his chest. Her head lolled against his shoulder, and his arms hugged her waist before they were settled to his satisfaction. Rachel, spellbound, cast a sideways glance up and back to find that his eyes on her face were as bright and hot as the clear August sky overhead. "You still don't get it, do you, teacher? I'd like you any way I could get you, any way at all. Besides, I bet you'd be cute fat. A little round dumpling. ↗

— Karen Robards

#sweet #love

...pride for men is like love for women. Very strong. The most important thing for men is pride. ↗

— Christie Watson

#love

~“She likes my dog, doesn’t take my crap, and looks at me like I can be the kind of man Dad was. When she cooks…she wears this apron…And I love her so damn much that I have no idea how I’m suppose to wake up tomorrow and pretend like my life hasn’t just fucking ended” Marco Delucca ↗

— Marina Adair

#marco-delucca #st-helena-vineyard #summerin-napa #love

Were the whole realm of nature mine That were an offering far too small Love so amazing so divine Demands my soul my life my all ↗

— Isaac Watts

#divine-love #love

Maybe Grodzenski was showing me, with his quiet pride, the reason he hummed a little while he worked. ↗

— Nicole Krauss

#love

Ah, yes. That. The sin of being happy or excited. According to my father, we must guard carefully against such things. According to my father, these emotions are the equivalent of dancing on out fifth-floor window ledge. Clearly inviting a nasty fall. ↗

— Catherine Ryan Hyde

#emotions #excited #fall #happy #love

Now, you and I both know that I’ll wait a lifetime for you – remember, Butterfly Weeds never give up – so take your time down there. And tonight, as you watch that big, orange sun disappear into the earth and your world gradually grow dark, I’ll help God turn on the stars, and I’ll wait for my dawn – when you return to me, Julia Stephens. I love you, My Butterfly. You’ll always be my endless song. Love always and forever, Your one and only Butterfly Weed, Will ↗

— Laura Miller

#will #love

I told my kids I just want three words on my tombstone, if I have one. I'll probably be cremated. One is "woman." I'm very comfortable in that role. I've loved being a woman, I've loved being a mother, I've loved being a grandmother. I want three words: Woman, Atheist, Anarchist. That's me. ↗

— Madalyn Murray O'Hair

#feminist #woman #love

terkadang saat berada di titik terendah aku berharap ada dia disampingku ... dan kini Allah masih menyimpannya, tapi aku bersyukur ternyata Allah memberikan kesempatan untuk aku memahami bahwa ada mereka yang selalu menemani hari, semoga kalian disana selalu dalam lindungan Allah dan diberikan yang terbaik untuk kita semua amin, suatu hadiah abstrak yang aku hadirkan untukmu adalah sebuah doa dan rasa syukurku pada-Nya : ↗

— Rizqiyyah Yasmin

#life #love #love