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My flaws are what wake me up in the morning and what keep me awake every night.
Whoever said the truth hurts was being an optimist. The truth is an excruciatingly painful son of a bitch.
“Because I could tell with that one simple movement that you were really insecure. And I realized—since you obviously had no idea how fucking beautiful you were—that I just might actually have a chance with you. And so I smiled. Because I was hoping if I played my cards right—I might get to find out exactly what kind of panties you were wearing under those jeans.”
“You’ll never be able to find yourself if you’re lost in someone else.”
“People don’t feel uncomfortable when they look at you because of your scars, Fallon. They’re uncomfortable because you make people feel like looking at you is wrong. And believe me—you’re the type of person people want to stare at.”
“One of the things I always try to remind myself is that everyone has scars,” she says. “A lot of them even worse than mine. The only difference is that mine are visible and most people’s aren’t.”
comfort can sometimes be a crutch when it comes to figuring out your life. Goals are achieved through discomfort and hard work. They aren’t achieved when you hide out in a place where you’re nice and cozy.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know how to slow myself down when I’m with you.”
“A lot can be said about a person through their taste in music.
I should have stayed out of it, but had I stayed out of it, I wouldn’t have had the privilege of finding out what kind of panties you had on.
She “loved me” in quotations She kissed me in bold I TRIED TO KEEP HER in all caps She left with an ellipsis… —BENTON JAMES KESSLER
“I don’t want to be your first, Fallon. I want to be your last.” I take in a quiet rush of air as his words sink in. He’s not even kissing me, and those words just made this moment a twelve. I touch his cheek with the tips of my fingers and smile up at him. “I want you to be my first and last.”
“When you find love, you take it. You grab it with both hands and you do everything in your power not to let it go. You can’t just walk away from it and expect it to linger until you’re ready for it.”
“Why didn’t you tell me that the foundation you taught me to stand on is made from quicksand?”
It took four years for me to fall in love with him. It only took four pages to stop.

