#weed

Religious dogma creates a perfect fertilizer for the weeds of hypocrisy. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#fertilizer #hypocracy #hypocrite #religion #weeds

Perfect love was that kind of love that made no sense but made everything else make sense somehow. It was raw and unscripted, turbulent and slightly unpredictable. ↗

— Laura Miller

#love #love

It was a completely new feeling for me–like someone had just released a million, tiny butterflies loose in my stomach, and they were feverishly flying up into my head and making me lose my mind. ↗

— Laura Miller

#butterfly-weeds #love #love

Somewhere in between the beginning and eternity, I fought the war that we all must fight–the journey that in taking, forces us to come face to face with our own realities. ↗

— Laura Miller

#love #love

Cat, hmmm? From where I sit you look more like a Kitten." My head jerked around and I shot him an annoyed look. Oh, I was going to enjoy this, all right. "It's Cat," I repeated firmly. "Cat Raven." "Whatever you say, Kitten Tweedy. ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#cat-crawfield #catherine-crawfield #funny #halfway-to-the-grave #humor

See, I’m in love with the person you can never outrun. I’m in love with you. ↗

— Laura Miller

#love #love

There is a perfect someone, even if the road to that someone isn’t all that perfect. ↗

— Laura Miller

#love #love

I’ll love you until the last petal falls, Jules. ↗

— Laura Miller

#first-love #forever #love #love

How does the story really go? Does she ever cross your mind? Does she ever steal your nights? Is she still a part of you? Do you ever wish she were still by your side? And what would you do? If she walked up here tomorrow And told you that she loved you? Would you drop it all and run to her? Would you tell her you love her too? Or would you simply send her home? And tell her you’ve moved on? Tell me, Buddy, what would you do? ↗

— Laura Miller

#laura-miller #will #love

Roses can grow in slums just as weeds can grow around mansions. ↗

— Richard Paul Evans

#weeds #faith