Don't Be In Love

by Liana Cincotti

Useless and it’d always end up disappointing in the end.

Sam to Austin Ames

Don’t Converse with Men Who Look Like Hugh Grant — Adelaide

Lol

“Isn’t she pretty?” she asked Dorian. ​“She is very pretty.” He nodded. His eyes met mine. It was so earnest that it was painful to absorb. Brown orbs swirling with a palette of golden watercolors that threatened to pull me in.

“I like it when you say my name with your cute accent. It sounds better your way.”

“It’s love. Everything about love is embarrassing. You’re pining over someone who’s across the room hardly thinking of you. That’s incredibly embarrassing. But I also think there’s something romantic about being secretly fond of someone in a way that only you know.”

Olivia Rodriguez? That lil mexican girl that be cryin????

“I didn’t need anyone to tell me how to find you,” he clarified. “I saw you leaning against the balcony. Your back is practically painted in my brain.”

I hated how much I had her memorized. I hated how much overtime my brain was running to remember her while I slept, injecting it into my dreams.

I wasn’t one to study. But I knew the wave-like ups and downs of her voice as if I studied them for centuries. I could predict the meaning of each one with my eyes closed if asked.

“I gave you the censored version, that’s why. I also don’t think you’re supposed to find your friends beautiful.”

“You keep me up every night. I dream about August. And I dream about the night before Halloween when we kissed. And I dream about seeing you kiss someone else. I dream about things that haven’t even happened.”

My husband. And he isn't even real :/

“The mistakes I regret the most are the ones I didn’t allow to happen.

“Love, look at me,”

Love??? I'm FOLDEDDDDD

“But what would life be without the satisfaction of succeeding after a fall?” Maureen asked.

Bars. Period.

I wanted her. I wanted her. I wanted her. I had never wanted someone so strongly before and it terrified me.

“You can’t just make me fall in love with you and take it all back,” I whispered. “Say something. Please.”

adore you, Adelaide Adorno. I love absolutely everything about you.”

Iris, Dotty, Cora, Evelyn, Jane, Beatrice, Lottie, Maureen. And Auntie Laila. They were holding cards. For me. She came all the way here, for me.

My girl FOUND her familyyy

There was something beautiful about falling in love with the uncertainty of life.

“Tu mens très mal, ma chérie.”

"You're lying very badly, my darling."

“Très, très bien.”