#sweet

Finishing a book is bittersweet. You spend days getting to know the characters. Learning their nuances, their faults, their loves, their lives. They become your friends, acquaintances, enemies. And after the story ends, you miss them. You look for them in your own life, wonder where they’ve gone, you forget that they aren’t real. You fall in love with the hero and dream of him at night. The strange girl becomes your best friend. Their heartaches become your heartaches. You laugh when they laugh. And cry when they die. Eventually you realise they aren’t a part of your world, you were just briefly visiting theirs. ↗

— Whimsical Enlightenment

#tumblr #dreams

If you run from me, I will chase you, and I'll find you.... ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#running

Idleness, like kisses, to be sweet must be stolen. ↗

— Jerome K. Jerome

#kisses #like #must #stolen #sweet

If you weren't driving, I'd kiss you senseless," I tell him. He swerves to the side of the road and stops the car abruptly. "Not driving any more. ↗

— Melina Marchetta

#talking

Do I dazzle you? ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#edward-cullen #flirtation #sweet-talk #talking

Velvet looks horrified. “If you are fool enough to address King R’jan, you will do it thus and in no other manner! ‘My King, Liege, Lord, and Master, your servant begs you grant it leave to speak.’” “Wow. Totally delusionary there.” “Good luck with that,” Ryodan says. “She doesn't beg to speak, or do anything else. You can lock her up, down, and sideways and it’s never going to happen.” I beam at him. I had no idea he thought so highly of me. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#fae #fever-series #iced #mega #ryodan

Revenge is Always Sweet, it's the Aftertaste that's Bitter. ↗

— Joshua Caleb

#bitter #revenge #revenge-is-sweet #sweet #revenge

Alan:I used rabbit-skin glue to size the panels. I got it from the art shop. I don’t know if they use real rabbits in it. It seems kind of a shame if they do, but then it’s not like there’s a rabbit shortage, is it? And maybe they only used rabbits that would’ve died anyhow. ↗

— J.L. Merrow

#sweetheart #art

I wanted to play ball," he stated in a way that my body got very still and my eyes, already locked to his, became glued there. "It wasn't the money. It wasn't the fame. It was the game. The goddamned game. I didn't feel like I was breathin' right if I wasn't playin' or practicin'. Felt like life was still, someone hit pause, then I'd put on my pads and jersey and walk on the field and then everything would come alive. Dad and I were Eagles fans since I could remember. Puttin' that fuckin' jersey on, Christ, Laurie...Christ. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#lauren #sweet-dreams #tate #dreams

A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell them for a dollar They're worth so much more after I'm a goner And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin' Funny when you're dead how people start listenin ↗

— Kimberly Perry

#dark #death #inspirational #death