#forever

She clasped his hands and pressed her lips to them. 'I want you to be proud of me,' he repeated. She dropped his hands, feeling defeated. ↗

— Natasha Farrant

#love-forever #love-story #love

If you have to ask, you'll never know. If you know, you need only ask."- Helena Ravenclaw. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#death

You'll betray me then I'll forgive you again. ↗

— Toba Beta

#forgiveness

You went away. Cause you said that you can't stand me. So I went away. I was sure that you can't stand me. Well I don't think we have to be like this forever. Is there more to life than love and being together? ↗

— Tegan Quin

#forever #i-went-away #if-it-was-you #love #more-to-life

Scent is the strongest tie to memory. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#love #romance #love

Cole sat back up, slowly, and I opened my eyes. His expression, as ever, was blank, the face he wore when something mattered. He said, "That's how I would kiss you, if I loved you. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#forever #isabel #kiss #love

Unconditional love, is love, regardless anything; attainable or impossible. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#endurance #forever #impossible #love #strength

The Day of Judgment was coming and sinners were going to burn, burn, burn in the fire of hell. “Repent”, he roared. “You don’t have to anything to sin you just have to think it. Yes, sexual fantasies were a sin. All this sinning must stop”. He asked for loud music to stop videos and televisions to be thrown into the bin. They were corrupting our innocent kids. “Repent, repent “he roared again. His temper was so bad he looked flushed and had to ask the choir to sing to regain his voice. The choir sang Jesus Loves You. Everybody was talking about Fr. Shaw’s sermon from the pulpit for the whole week. ↗

— Annette J. Dunlea

#love

Katie was forced to do the midnight walk of shame in the pitch dark in all her finery with her high heels in her hands bare footed and man less to the taxi base to get a taxi home. She looked like Cinderella having a nervous breakdown with her face and nose red and swollen and with mascara and tears running down her face, looking like a red pumpkin. She vowed she will never be hurt again and if she loves again it will be under her conditions. ↗

— Annette J. Dunlea

#annette-j-dunlea #irish-writer #home

Too bad one night couldn't turn into forever. ↗

— Addison Moore

#love