#ya

Infidelity is an opium of unfaithfulness. ↗

— Toba Beta

#disloyalty #infidelity #opium #satisfaction #unfaithfulness

I've never had any summer lovin'. And I've never had any school year lovin', either. I've never had a boyfriend. I've never hooked up with a guy. And this morning, on my Internet browser, an article popped up about women marrying themselves. Even my wireless connection knows I'm alone. ↗

— Flynn Meaney

#loneliness #love-life #teen #teenage-love #ya

And then there was Lydia. Lydia who had hurtled into his life – into their lives – with hair like fire, eyes like amethysts and a fuck-me scent so palpable that he’d betrayed the only woman he’d ever loved. ↗

— Dianna Hardy

#betrayal #betrayed #control #love #lust

A writer's life and work are not a gift to humankind; they are its necessity. ↗

— Toni Morrison

#life

He gazed deeply into my eyes. Placing his hand to my cheek, he caressed my skin with his fingertips. “Ariel, you have a strength that cannot be hindered by anything. A strength that I admire greatly.” - Luca ↗

— Victoria H. Smith

#new-adult #science-fiction-romance #upper-ya #science

I don't believe everything happens for a reason. But I still search for reasons anyway. It's like I don't want to admit that maybe everything really is totally random...that people are just molecules in the air, bumping into each other and floating away again." -p150, NOTES TO SELF ↗

— Avery Sawyer

#identity #memory #people #soul-searching #teen

... there’s almost nothing worse than spending an entire day anticipating watching a Yankees vs. Red Sox game, only to have the score be 9-0 in the third inning. ↗

— Tucker Elliot

#boston-red-sox #new-york-yankees #baseball

If you are searching for sacred knowledge and not just a palliative for your fears, then you will train yourself to be a good skeptic. ↗

— Ann Druyan

#positivism #sagan #science #skepticism #theology

Those deep set eyes that look like they could tell stories for days, and that wavy brown hair that feels soft between my fingers. I try to memorize the angles of his jaw and the lines of his lips, because I know. I know this may be the last time I ever see him. Breathe fills my lungs, my throat relaxes, and I can't help but smile. Because I can see what he's thinking as clearly as if he'd spoken. He doesn't want to leave - he doesn't want to go home. He's going to choose me instead. ↗

— Elizabeth Norris

#ben-and-janelle #countdown #science-fiction #science-fiction-romance #unraveling

And the way it felt?" I whisper, as if that might soften the blow of embarrassment I'm about to deal. "Is that how you were feeling - how you feel - about me?" A breeze comes off the ocean, and my skin feels strangely empty and open as he gives an almost imperceptible nod. ↗

— Elizabeth Norris

#science-fiction-romance #unraveling #ya #science