#apologies

I crave you, mi amor. More than I ever thought a man should a woman. Just when I think I can make it on my own, you say these things that call me home to you. I want to leave, I want to run and never look back, and I'm terrified. Terrified of the feelings that control me and the moments where I simply can't exist without you in my arms. I deserve a second chance. We deserve a second chance. ↗

— Nadège Richards

#craving #existing #friendships #life #love

Sometimes I just want to paint the words "It's my fault" across my forehead to save people the time of being pissed off at me. ↗

— Christina Westover

#anger #blame #burn #christina-westover #enemies

By the day's end I realized that there were a zillion ways to apologize to someone, but none of them mattered if you never opened your mouth. ↗

— Jennifer Jabaley

#death-note #death

Leo lowered his screwdriver. He looked at the ceiling and shook his head like, What am I gonna do with this guy? "I try very hard to be annoying," Leo said. "Don't insult my ability to annoy. And how am I supposed to resent you if you go apologizing? I'm a lowly mechanic. You're like the prince of the sky, son of the Lord of the Universe. I'm supposed to resent you." "Lord of the Universe?" (Jason) "Sure, you're all-bam! Lightning man. And 'Watch me fly. I am the eagle that soars-" (Leo) "Shut up, Valdez." (Jason) Leo managed a little smile. "Yeah, see. I do annoy you." "I apologize for apologizing." (Jason) "Thank you." He went back to work, but the tension had eased between them. Leo still looked sad and exhausted-just not quite so angry. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#apologies #humor #jason-grace #leo-valdez #resentment

When a lady condescends to apologise, there is no keeping one’s anger. ↗

— Anne Brontë

#apologies #women #anger

Every time you show your feelings, you apologize. Have you ever had an emotion in your life that you weren't ashamed of? ↗

— R.J. Anderson

#ashamed #ultraviolet #life

No. I made that choice. I let all that anger and pain get twisted up in my thoughts for you.” He leaned in. “It fucking kills me. Every night. I relive what I did to you every night.” His forehead rested against mine. “Until you,” he said softly, “I never felt truly helpless. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#apologies #love #michael #rape #sad

If the crow has to be shoved down your throat; maybe you should just let it fly. ↗

— Colette Ruland Parrino

#karma #sorry #karma