#crush

Destiny has two ways of crushing us - by refusing our wishes and by fulfilling them. ↗

— Henri Frederic Amiel

#destiny #fulfilling #our #refusing #them

Boom, crush. Night, losers. Winning, duh. ↗

— Charlie Sheen

#crush #duh #losers #night #winning

This country is going to implode, or put another way, it's going to get crushed under the weight of poverty. You can't have one percent of the people who own and control more wealth than the other 90 percent of the population. ↗

— Tavis Smiley

#another way #control #country #crushed #get

He was one of those people who made you feel like they either didn't know or didn't care that you were in the room and if they ever did acknowledge your existence it was bizarrely score one to you, and twenty years later they'd tell you they'd always had a crush on you but never had the courage to say anything and you'd tell them, What? I didn't even think you liked me? and they'd say, Are you crazy? I just never knew what to say! ↗

— Cecelia Ahern

#courage

This put me very close to Jay and it was as uncomfortable as it was mystifying. It was uncomfortable because I still wasn’t sure I liked him all that much. It was mystifying because his intense stares were unlike anything I’d ever experienced; they were hard but soft at the same time, commanding but beautiful. ↗

— Amanda Kelly

#crush #romance #beauty

Jude had promised me that the money and the fame wouldn’t change him, and he’d been right. He still swaggered around in his Cons and Levi’s and drank cheap beer, but, most important, he still looked at me like I was his whole world. ↗

— Nicole Williams

#epilogue #jude-ryder #lucy-larson #change

I won’t forget it,” I said. “I hope you meet someone perfect one day.” “Ha…yeah, that’s just it. I think I already did.” As we opened our doors to step out, he touched my arm. “Just to be clear, if I, like, leaned over and whispered your name in your ear, still nothing? ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#crushes #dating #glass-girl #henry-whitmire #high-school

I stared you chew down your Swedish meatballs. I hope you could see how you chewed my heart then spit it out ↗

— Noor Iskandar

#food #secret #food

We stand in silence for another moment and I realize how lucky I am to have someone I can be myself around in all my melancholy glory. ↗

— Marisa Calin

#friendship #love #tough-times #friendship

Because whipping an atlas at Jackson's head while he was flirt-touching that Frankie girl in geography would have been very satisfying. And beating him with the Eiffel Tower snowglobe while he kissed Cleo in French would have been tres cathartic. But she hadn't. Instead she'd been egg-like: a hard shell on the outside, and a runny mess on the inside. ↗

— Lisi Harrison

#crush #jealousy #repressing-emotions #school #jealousy