Ugly Love

by Colleen Hoover

Young female archetype, classic struggle

Young female archetype, classic struggle

Detention is something every male in high school should accomplish at least once. I have the rest of my senior year to achieve it, though, so there’s that to look forward to.

Detention is something every male in high school should accomplish at least once. I have the rest of my senior year to achieve it, though, so there’s that to look forward to.

Kind of cheesy, author trying to create image of wannabe bad boy persona, but eh

Detention is something every male in high school should accomplish at least once. I have the rest of my senior year to achieve it, though, so there’s that to look forward to.

Kind of cheesy, author trying to create image of wannabe bad boy persona, but eh

“She’s been dead less than a year.”

Very predictable

nod. “I will, Dad. You know I will.” He hugs me, and it feels good and bad. It doesn’t feel like I just hugged the man I’ve had on a pedestal for seventeen years. It feels as though I just hugged my peer.

Pretty common feeling, when you get old enough to realize a lot of adults are just stumbling their way through life and often are just as lost as you.

Maybe that’s the rite of passage before you become a man—realizing your father doesn’t have life figured out any more than you do.

most realistic male thought in this book

That’s how it is when a person develops an attraction toward someone. He’s nowhere, then suddenly he’s everywhere, whether you want him to be or not.

49117 people hve highlighted this sentence. wouldnt it be nice to know what my friends highlihted

I have no idea what’s going through his head. He never smiles. He never laughs. He doesn’t flirt. His face appears as if he keeps a constant veil of armor between his expressions and the rest of the world.

pretty sure these re the qualities that a girl wouldnt want in a dude unless it was the mystery man archetype.

I don’t even know you, Rachel.

bruh then why you saying you're loving hed first time you meet her

I just want him to be attracted to me, because the liking can come later.

I wonder how common of a thought this is. See this would be a great fucking place to get peoples reaction to this question. You could have a forum or a poll here.

All these movements are completed without his ever breaking eye contact with me.

Eye contact is fucking powerful—would be cool if you could share this thought with others that you know @ashlesD #eyecontact

Rachel rolls her eyes at Ian. “Hush,” she tells him. He laughs. He likes that he’s in on such a private thing. That’s why he would never tell. He knows the power of secrets.

he is in a fun spot to be in

“You bend the laws of the universe when you fly,” I say. “It’s impressive. Defying gravity? Watching sunrises and sunsets from places Mother Nature didn’t intend for you to watch them from? You really are superheroes, if you think about it.” Corbin glances at me in the rearview mirror and laughs. Don’t take it for granted, Corbin. Miles isn’t laughing, though. He’s still staring out his window. “You save lives,” Miles says to me. “That’s way more impressive.” My heart absorbs those words on impact. Rule number two is not looking good from back here.

mr. panty dropper over hdre

I just wasn’t expecting this overwhelming feeling of embarrassment. Not because of the way he dismissed me immediately after we had sex but rather for the way that dismissal made me feel. I thought I would want this to be strictly sex between us just as much as he does, but based on the beating my heart took in the last two minutes, I’m not so sure I’m capable of anything simple with

“Love isn’t always pretty, Tate. Sometimes you spend all your time hoping it’ll eventually be something different. Something better. Then, before you know it, you’re back to square one, and you lost your heart somewhere along the way.”

Now he knows exactly how much I’m not Tate when I’m near him. I’m only liquid. Conforming. Doing what he asks, doing what I’m told, doing what he wants me to do. “Oh,” I say quietly as I watch him ease away from me. “That makes a lot more sense.”

interesting look into female psychology when she trusts a dude.

He reaches across the console and takes my hand in his. It’s comforting and scary all at once. His hands are warm, and it makes me want him to hold my entire body in them, but it scares me how much I want that. It’s completely quiet again

“I told myself I could handle it if he never wanted more. I guess I thought if I let him take his time, he’d eventually come around.”

seems like a common situation amung ladies.

But I want the here and now with you a whole lot more than I care about how it will affect me in the end.

this situation is not uncommon in the real world but this thought almost never happens. usually people will just rationalize

He pushes on the arms of his chair with his hands, repositioning himself. “Some people… they grow wiser as they grow older. Unfortunately, most people just grow older.” He turns to face me. “You’re one of the ones just been growing older, because you are as stupid as you were the day you were born.”

good quote to keep yourself in check.

I can see everything in his eyes now. Every single emotion.

there is something scary yet magical about eye contact

I felt like I was floating. Her skin and her hair and her lips and the way she looked like an angel while I stood there and watched her brought back so many feelings that had become foreign to me over the past six years.

relateable feeling upon first meeting some. but its less like a love and more like an intimate curiosity.